Much more civilized for a fat old white guy…
Stopped for lunch in the town square.
I had the Portuguese cousin of the poke bowl. Sarah had those critters that spent the whole meal staring at me.
For desert, Sarah had ordered a chocolate mousse, so I ordered the caramel one. We then found out that they were out of her mouse, so she ordered something else, that took a minute to get there.
So I got my caramel mousse. Not so much mousse as a bowl of sauce. A less substantial body than mine would have been in a diabetic coma before it was finished. I can take one for the team. You’re welcome…
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