The Brickhouse Abridged

I love little stories or anecdotes that perfectly sum up an establishment. My girlfriend told me one tonight that I think pretty much captures the spirit, the collective unconscious, the zeitgeist of The Brickhouse.

"I parked my car once overnight in front of the Brickhouse and when I came to get it the next morning their was a piece of deli meat on my windshield."

UPDATED:

GF: "I don't know that it came from the Brickhouse"

Me: "Yes it did"