Not shitty chocolate cake, either.
I mean, Friday nights aren’t that chocolate cake that you get in fancy restaurants and have to order 30 minutes in advance or anything, but still not shitty.
Not that I’ve been to a lot of fancy restaurants in the last twenty years. We did go to that Brazilian steak house where you get little stop and go cards and then gorge yourself on meat. Lots of delicious meat. And we went to a fancy place on vacation once.
It’s just not fun to go to places like that with Randy. The few times we’ve had dinner out and the bill for the two of us is a hundred dollars or more, he pouts over it for like three weeks.