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17 Dec 2007

Twelve Menus and One Bud Light: Dinner Out.

Written by sally @ 4:05 pm — Section: Uncategorized

Last Friday after we left the throng of Gorjuslovers at his art show,* Larry and I had dinner with some friends. We went to one of the few downtown restaurants, a newish place that shall remain nameless. However, there were some of the problems we encountered:

1. “Oh, there are four of you. We only have three menus left. There’s a party of 9 over there and they have all the menus.” I scanned the room and no one else had menus. This means that this place only had 12 menus total.

2. “Our beer selections? Um, we have one Bud Light, a couple of Budweisers, and some Michelob Ultra.” I wanted so much for Larry to say, “I’ll go with THE Bud Light.”

3. “No, there’s no merlot. It went gone gone.”

4. “Ohmygod I totally blanked and forgot to come check on you guys! I usually have a list in my head of things to do, like take the order, check on the customer, you know, fill water glasses, that kind of stuff, you know how it is, y’all have probably done this before, and, like, then I realized that I hadn’t been by in awhile!” This stream of narcotic-inspired conversation went on for several more minutes while I pretended to study my shoes.

In other news, I officially had a pregnancy craving this morning. Many of you know my aversion to all things egg-related.** I don’t like the way they smell, I don’t like their consistency, I don’t like the way they stick to the pan and then flake off after Larry makes scrambled eggs…I’m shuddering here. Anyway, this morning I made myself an omelet. AND I ATE IT. I fear what’s next: pickles, olives, mustard, wing sauce, and chili cheese Fritos, if the baby is following the Banned for Life food list.

*Which was packed, by the way. Gorjus thought six people were going to show up; I think it was more like 600.
**French toast = the meanest thing you can do to a piece of bread.

4 Responses to “Twelve Menus and One Bud Light: Dinner Out.”

  1. poobou said:

    WTF? Was your server on meth? Because it certainly sounds like it.

    Also: you’re totally going to eat a pickle before this baby is born. Hee.

  2. Elizabeth said:

    Just wait until it is not the food that is disgusting but the combination. My favorite combination of food during my first pregnancy was sweet tarts and chocolate reisins at the same time. You would just put one of each in and chew. So disgusting, yet so delicious!!

  3. down under said:

    Chili Cheese Fritos are an invention worthy of Nobel Prize consideration!

  4. Kris said:

    I haven’t read this blog in, probably, a year…and I suddenly thought to look you up because, and I swear I thought this, maybe you were, like, pregnant now or something….weird….I’m starting a psychic hot line.