Saturday, August 18, 2012
Date with the Night
Work has been tough this week, and it's left me creatively drained. I gotta move past this.
So when 710 came home last night, I just had to get out of the house for dinner. He was nice enough to offer to bring something in, but I had to leave these four walls for something other than to walk the dog.....as much as I love him. The dog that is. Oh, and 710.
The plan was just to go for pizza, but we hit our favourite mexican place.
Lately, I will say, they've been annoying me. I know how to read a menu. They don't know how to write one.
I'm sorry, if a dish is smothered in black beans, don't you think it should mention that somewhere - anywhere - in the description? Twice in a row this has happened. ....and I do not like black beans.
Fool me once.....yes, I get it. But I thought that is what menus were for....to tell you what you were ordering. I don't think I should have to ask to see all the ingredients they are using to make my dish.
Still, I'm a master picker. Yeah, I could have sent it back but that would have delayed getting food into my belly and that was imperative at the time. Miso hungee.
Live and learn I guess.
We have another night out tonight. No fooling me twice. Or thrice.
Song by: the Yeah Yeah Yeahs