The Hot Pepper said:
I bet it tasted just like a McRib with cheese.
The irony is this...
mrs. blues thinks nothing of dropping $300 on dinner for two at Emerils in Las Vegas.
On two occasions there we ate like wealthy russian arms dealers.
Some dude named Putin might have been our waiter.
The aged ribeye I ate and the filet mrs. blues had...
Were both some of the best 'thangs we ever put into our mouths.
(mrs. blues being the best)
Anywhoo...
Our 2nd time there....
I eat ever 'thang on my plate.
Made a facial mud pack with the rest of the scalloped potatoes.
Shotgunned the bearnaise.
And poured the rest of the mushroom sauce into my left pants pocket.
mrs. blues can't finish her steak and gets a doggy bag.
But its not for her.
The doggy bag is for me.
She won't eat leftovers.
Even $300 dollar leftovers.
And yet....
She is a whore for Arby's, Taco Bell, and KFC.