Hair shirt? Flogging? WHAT MUST I DO!?
So, last night, after I took a short nap, Cynra & I headed to Matt's Rib House for some long weekend BBQ.
Admittedly, I could have just cooked something at home, but in a state of near exhaustion I wasn't in the mood to handle stuff. Besides, let someone else do the work.
So we went over to Matt's, Milton's finest BBQ hut, and there we attempted to... Eat All We Could!
We got the riblets instead of the beef ribs, which was good as they tend to be less bone and more meat. You can't get all you can eat pork ribs, unfortunately.
Cynra, she of the deliberate mastication, eats a lot slower than me. So when my first plate of riblets were polished off, she was still enjoying her first. Seriously, she had two siblings. How much food was on the table that she never learned to eat quickly?
So I got my second batch, this time hot. I eat them. She's finished hers. we then order some honey garlic to share.
It turns out that we arrived pretty late in the dining schedule (even though they were open for another hour when we left), so they were now out of riblets. Instead, we got a single riblet and a pair of beef ribs.
Now, by this point, I begin to hit the wall. I eat half a riblet (she gets the other half). I start nibbling on my honey garlic beef rib. It turns into some strange exercise in logic. If a man can eat half the meat on his rib in two minutes, when will he finish it?
The answer, of course, is never, becasue he'll be full. There was no worry of a "do these sound like the actions of a man who had... All he could Eat!?"
The side dish (baked beans and coleslaw) did nothing to help, so today YHB has been... Well, let's just say he's felt better.
So, in an act of penance (or at least to settle down the mad digestive tract) I had a salad for lunch. It was a tasty salad.
Admittedly, I could have just cooked something at home, but in a state of near exhaustion I wasn't in the mood to handle stuff. Besides, let someone else do the work.
So we went over to Matt's, Milton's finest BBQ hut, and there we attempted to... Eat All We Could!
We got the riblets instead of the beef ribs, which was good as they tend to be less bone and more meat. You can't get all you can eat pork ribs, unfortunately.
Cynra, she of the deliberate mastication, eats a lot slower than me. So when my first plate of riblets were polished off, she was still enjoying her first. Seriously, she had two siblings. How much food was on the table that she never learned to eat quickly?
So I got my second batch, this time hot. I eat them. She's finished hers. we then order some honey garlic to share.
It turns out that we arrived pretty late in the dining schedule (even though they were open for another hour when we left), so they were now out of riblets. Instead, we got a single riblet and a pair of beef ribs.
Now, by this point, I begin to hit the wall. I eat half a riblet (she gets the other half). I start nibbling on my honey garlic beef rib. It turns into some strange exercise in logic. If a man can eat half the meat on his rib in two minutes, when will he finish it?
The answer, of course, is never, becasue he'll be full. There was no worry of a "do these sound like the actions of a man who had... All he could Eat!?"
The side dish (baked beans and coleslaw) did nothing to help, so today YHB has been... Well, let's just say he's felt better.
So, in an act of penance (or at least to settle down the mad digestive tract) I had a salad for lunch. It was a tasty salad.