Well the family was in town tonight so that usually means a trip to Carrabba’s. I enjoy Carrabba’s, I really do, it’s probably in my top 3 Italian restaurants I go to here in Naptown. Can you guess the other 2?
Anywho, I go with my standard Veal Marsala tonight despite the fact that mushrooms give me a case of the BG’s. However, once the food arrives, I am befuddled. I remember just as recently as a few months ago that you got 3 fairly good sized cutlets. This time around, I received maybe half of that. I didn’t complain because I’m too big of a pussy in restaurants. Like they say in the movie Waiting, “never fuck with the people that serve you food!”
Now I don’t know if this is a response to our piss poor economy but cut me some fucking slack. Do I have to deal with this in all aspects of life now? If I go to a strip club for a dollar dance, do I only get one tittie in my face with the other one covered up the young girl’s hand? Half poured berrs at the bar from now on? I will fucking riot if this continues to happen.
And for those that have something against eating young cows or meat for that matter, you are a knob and have no idea what you’re missing. It’s tender, it’s delicious and it’s good for you.
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