Since it appears to be a slow news day in regards to Jeff Sessions, I thought we’d have a little fun. I dug up this old Wonkette story from early last year:

Today [Mon. 2/13/2006] at about 1 p.m. in Union Station’s food court, I witnessed what must surely be the saddest fallout yet from the Abramoff scandal: a member of the World’s Greatest Deliberative Body being forced to eat lunch at Johnny Rockets (“Rocket’s”? “Rockets’”? I guess I really don’t care; the AP Stylebook gives me no guidance here; the point is, it wasn’t La Colline, Bistro Bis or Charlie Palmer). I was meeting a friend for a quick bite when I spied the diminutive Sen. Jeff Sessions (R-Munchkinland) dining with a group of no lipped whiteboys that looked to include his press guy and other staffers and/or lobbyists. They certainly all looked like Republicans, that’s for sure.

Shortly after I recognized [Sen. Sessions], the group stood (although it was hard to tell that the Senator was standing up) and left, creating room for a sudden wave of junior-high-aged kids all brandishing what appeared to be some sort of voucher that must be spendable at Johnny Rockets. We paid our check and beat a hasty retreat, leaving a wait staff who looked more terrified than the Post’s DeNeen Brown after a minor snowstorm. But it was fun to note that approximately half these 13-year-olds (mostly girls, of course) were taller than the Senator from Alabama.