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...
You need a fork for the tater tots alone, you are not an animal!
ReplyDeleteI AM an animal, eating my tater tots man-hand over man-fist. Nor do I use a knife and fork for my Snickers bar.
DeleteYou probably know what wine goes with tater tots, too. And perhaps set your table with Grandma Mimma's napkins.
Tater tots pare well with Almaden-box white.
DeleteI will make a Note-to-Self. In case I decide to start drinking again. I can have The Pony pick up a box of wine for me when he's buying his fancy blue bottles of something, or his CHOCOLATE wine.
DeleteI suggest you start carrying your own plasticware in a zip-loc baggie everywhere you go. Just don't forget to bring it home again, to wash ready for next time.
ReplyDeleteYes, I should be prepared to fork myself, in case others refuse to fork me! I wouldn't be surprised if one day, one of them actually yells at me: "Fork yourself!"
Delete:D Ha Ha
DeleteJust saw someone on YouTube who had a cute little thing that carried 3 bamboo eating utensils and 2 glass straws and kept it in her purse. (Worried about her carbon footprint, you know.)
ReplyDeleteIf I could get some good pecan pie, and forked too, that'd be just fine!
Um. Forks, I mean get forks, too!
Can't have too many, you know. Forks, I mean...
I need a cute little thing to carry PIE in my purse! For Hick's casino leftovers. Not that any actual pie would be left, but to use for The Pony's meal leftovers. I could probably find one online. I imagine forks might be sold online, too...
DeleteYou need a Tupperware pie wedge container.
DeleteI think my mom had one of those! So it's probably living with my sister the ex-mayor's wife now.
DeleteI love pecan pie. I think I should make one tomorrow. Kevin liked my pecan pie. I would usually get one normal sized piece and then HeWho and Kevin would cut the remainder in half and eat it! Kevin enjoyed food more than anyone I know. I miss him.
ReplyDeleteI'm not a big fan of pecan pie, but I WILL eat the tiny round kind sold by the snack cakes. Heh, heh. I guess that means I would REALLY like a homemade pecan pie. My mom used to make them, and Hick loved them. I didn't take advantage of it when I had the chance.
DeleteI hope Hick never learns of the method HeWho and Kevin used for slicing pie!