 | | 07/11/2012 15:59
Sur le blog The Girly Bird
What Was The Chicken's Name?
Fancy restaurants make me uncomfortable. I mean I can only fake smile at a sharp dressed waiter while he tries to explain to me what carpaccio is before my brain starts to shut down and its for these reasons that when Kevin and I decide to step away from our coffee/dining table to eat dinner among the living, we tend to stick to hole in the wall restaurants where the average age of any said diner is about fifty-three. So a few weeks ago when Kevin and I traveled to a high class steak house, courtesy of his parents who graciously bestowed a gift card upon us, I dry heaved for about an hour just thinking about all the bungling that was about to...
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