Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Hubby and the boyz LOVE to watch Adam Richman on Man v. Food. (Personally, I think he's a disgustingly unhealthy man who couldn't possibly be married.) So when we went to Myrtle Beach, Hubby totally had in his head that dammit, he was gonna try the VERY HOTTEST wing on the menu at Wild Wing Cafe.
So he ordered up the "Braveheart". But our server, who was, I'm sure, used to the fact that all these men march into the place and puff their chests out and say, "Bring it on" and then end up wimpering in the corner, knew better. So she wouldn't allow Hubby to order an entire 6-piece. She said she'd bring him one, to try for free, and then after that, if he wanted more, she would certainly accommodate him:
Needless to say, he didn't order up any more.
I so don't get the point.