Dinner.
The only way to get the milkshake was with stupid add-ons. I know Mike prefers brownies to Oreos, so that’s what I got.
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This is the best of the three pics I took of Mike’s salad. He was in a bit of a hurry to dig in.
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Coconut shrimp. Two for me, three for Mike. Very good.
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Without a hint of exaggeration, I had to take my glasses off while he ate this.
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You know what happens when you
start your meal with dessert? You eat less than a third of your sandwich. The avacado was gross, though Mike seemed to think it was fine. He was wrong.
I ate all my salad though.
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Some kind of lava cake with Nutella. Not my cup of tea. Mike liked it though.
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Don’t forget to set your clocks ahead by one hour before retiring tonight. Mike is already out. Chocolate coma, I presume.