My sister, Martha came to visit yesterday. All week I'd been anxious for the day to come. Not so much to see her, even though I wanted very much to see her, but that because she was coming, Richard and I decided to take her out for dinner.
Richard and I have been on diets. I've lost 13 pounds and he's lost about 15. We've been making salads and grilling salmon. We cut out our visits to the dollar menu at McDonald's and stopped buying pretzels and tortilla chips. Needless to say we hadn't been to a restaurant in several months. We feel great and have started to crave those big salads but the dream of a fat juicy steak remained in the back of our minds.
At 5 o'clock Richard rushed my sister and me out the door. We were going to Longhorn. Richard was having the biggest prime rib. He'd decided that days in advance. I drove and Martha got a little nervous when I couldn't even find the restaurant. It's been a LONG time since we ate out.
"I'll have the prime rib," Richard announced to the server.
"I'll have the prime rib too," said Martha.
I opted for the filet mignon. As soon as the warm loaf of bread appeared on the table, it was gone. We fought to get to the butter. Next was the caesar salad which also disappeared in an instant.
"Can you bring us some more bread?" Richard waved at a different waitress. We stuffed more in our mouths when our meat arrived. We had very little dinner conversation. We were all too busy shoveling down our tender, juicy beef.
"How about some dessert tonight?" the cheerful waitress asked.
"Chocolate brownie sundae and three spoons," I said without hesitation.
Martha who said she didn't want any dessert was the first to dip her spoon into the ice cream for a taste. Once we made it to the bottom of the dish Richard waved his hand and ordered a second. We polished off the second sundae, paid the bill and left.
It was 5:40. We'd eaten twenty pounds of food in thirty minutes flat. Oh, it was good!
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