“ Are you always so fussy when ordering your food?” I ask as I pop my first piece of steak in my mouth. It was one of the most delicious things that I have ever tasted. It was so tender, and the gravy was just right.
“I know what I like. I want what I like, so yeah, I guess I am.” I see his point. I, too, knew how I liked my food and would be disappointed when served with less.
Lobster was the least sexy thing I have ever seen a person eat, someones food should not take so much work to get to, and it defiantly should not sound like that.
“I’m sorry, I know I keep going on about the lobster. But I just can’t believe you have never even tried it before ?” His face was scrunched as he focused on cracking his way through the claws. Food shouldn’t take so much effort.
“I don’t like any
