I'm sure you're eagerly awaiting the lunch review from last week's casino trip. Or maybe not. You're getting it anyway! It's not like looking at food will put calories on your hips! Same as looking at a slot machine won't take money out of your pocket (or your ATM!).
Hick started with a new dessert. Pecan Pie!
Mmm... that makes my mouth water, and I don't even LIKE pecan pie. Of course I couldn't get a picture fast enough. It was not served to Hick with the end already eaten off.
Hick also had his standard burger. This might be the most photogenic view I've obtained. I didn't even make Hick pose it. He set it down this way as a happy accident.
The Pony went with the 1-lb Red Shrimp. Not sure why they call it red. I didn't notice any special spices. Oh, wait! Did I just reveal that I ate some of The Pony's shrimp?
He couldn't finish it all. No need to let it go to waste! No need to let Hick put it in his pecan pie juice and take it home in a clear plastic pie-purse!
Since there was no Fair Food skinny corn dog available, I returned to my new favorite.
The Philly Cheesesteak was extra steaky this day! I must admit, I was afraid I might have to dive into it like a pie-eater at the fair! The guy who took our order did not bring me any plasticware! Never expect a man to do a woman's job right. The old lady who has taken our order the last four times was not there. She was when we left, walking around cleaning up. Maybe she switched shifts
Anyhoo... WHO doesn't provide plasticware for somebody eating this Philly Cheesesteak? Look at it! No way could I pick that up and eat it like a sandwich. Of course Hick and The Pony took The Guy's side.
"Mom. You didn't ask for it."
"I never ask for it! The Lady always brings us each a set, along with the ketchup and salt and mustard."
"Mom. He asked you right after we paid! If we needed anything else. And you said 'lots of napkins.'"
"Yes. And he brought them. I thought plasticware was standard. He gave it to Dad."
"Val. I had PIE. He knew I'd need it for the pie, so he handed it to me right there."
I still sense a conspiracy to slow down my feeding...