Friday, May 04, 2007

Just got back from dinner at Botak Jones with my family. Urgh, the strain on my tummy is killing me! None of us cleaned our plates because it was simply quite impossible to. The serving of fries was insane and the same applies for the coleslaw.

Nonetheless, all of us left the table happily patting our bloated tummies. Definitely a calorie loaded dinner, but a great one that's worth it. What's most important is that Mom was happy.

I trust what I know. But whatever for?

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