Thank you to all the sweet people who commented on yesterday’s post. And hooray for men who like women who eat! However, in my date’s defense, he has never had a problem with how much I eat; in fact, it’s what we love to do together, and we often joke that we are pigs! It was just my silly way of talking about the Word’s Most Enormous Chicken Pot Pie, although I did not lie about eating the whole thing. (I ended the night alone for other reasons. Alas.) And to the other guy’s point that his meals at The Grill have been less than stellar, I should add that we were disappointed in the $40 beef medallions with a tasteless blue cheese sauce. Salt, anyone?
P.S. I’m always up for pie—especially the chocolate cream at Strongs.
