"All aboard the bean train!" Mr. Tootsworth shouted at all the hungry customers. The long table shook from all the cheering Bean Train patrons. They pounded the table and whooped in the air as bowls and platters of all different kinds of beans traveled down the middle. Baked beans, lima beans, kidney beans, garbanzo beans, and even coffee beans, made their way in front of dozens of hungry customers, just waiting to dig their spoons into bowls of all different kinds of beans.
This was family style dining, and these customers certainly treated it as such. One section of the table had bean-eating best friends with arms wrapped over each other's shoulders, while another end had the fiercest bickering over who'd taken an unfair amount of beans. But it didn't matter, they were all together, and the beans would keep coming.
This was family style dining, and these customers certainly treated it as such. One section of the table had bean-eating best friends with arms wrapped over each other's shoulders, while another end had the fiercest bickering over who'd taken an unfair amount of beans. But it didn't matter, they were all together, and the beans would keep coming.
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