Just got back from dinner at PF Chang’s with the family. Had myself a little cocktail while I was there. Just a wee little White Russian. Must have been good vodka, because I didn’t even notice it until about 10 minutes after the drink was gone. I thought it was rather weak, actually. Not so, grasshopper!! And let you tell me something, kids, after I had that cocktail, I decided to buy everyone’s dinner in honor of father’s day. Jeez’m rice, there goes a $100+ bucks. Good thing I came home with a grocery bag sized bag of leftovers. Does that make sense? grocery bag sized bag… Good thing I came home with a bag of groceries the size of leftovers… noooo… Good thing I came home with a whole heapin’ mess of leftovers! There we go.
I needed that cocktail. So did other people at dinner. We both needed cocktails and we were the better off for it.
Jack, as promised… a picture of mongolian beef. Unfortunately, I had eaten a great deal of it by the time I remembered. I blame the booze. But the plate in the upper right hand corner is it. See how I had pushed the green stuff aside to get to the meat? The rest of you… never you mind why I am taking pictures of beef for Jack. That’s between me and Jack.