Today I had lunch with two cousins (my dad’s cousin’s, their mom’s are twins – so they’re kinda like aunts). We ate at Saltgrass Steakhouse. I got there a bit early, 11:15, and waited for them, by 11:30 there was a parade of people, most driving oversized cars like wildmen, all (except for one 95 year old looking man) had exceptional guts. I’m a bit over weight, but these guys had guts (and they weren’t having a special lunch with their aunts). But, I guess that’s the definition of someone who eats at a steakhouse for lunch (apparently, regularly): overweight.
Lunch with Nelwyn & Marsha
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