We don’t eat out much. In fact, if everyone ate out as seldom as we do, there probably would be few restaurants left in the country. Nothing wrong with eating out — I’m not saying you shouldn’t do it. For us, I love to cook and would much prefer to eat at home than most any place else . . except the Thai restaurant in Joplin, or the tuna at Outback or most any sushi restaurant but in our little town, there’s no Thai restaurant and there’s no Outback and sushi . . in this town . . no . . way! And besides all that, eating out just doesn’t fit our budget. Dang, it’s expensive to eat out . . even at fast food joints.
But, Tuesday night Vince had an eatin’ meatin’ and wasn’t going to be home for dinner. Our little BBQ restaurant has good baked potatoes. They open up a big baked potato and put butter, cheese, sour cream, brisket and baked beans . . all in the potato. They’re almost $9 so you know I don’t even ask for those when Vince is home but Tuesday morning when I woke up, the first thing I thought about .. after realizing I could sew or quilt all day without stopping to cook . . I thought about getting myself a baked potato. Then I talked myself out of it. $9 is just too much to pay for a baked potato. The place is maybe 1/2 mile from my house and all day I could almost smell that potato and brisket and beans.
Just when it was almost dark, I said to myself . . heck with the $9 . . I’m getting one.
I ate the whole thing . . all the butter, all the cheese, all the sour cream, all the brisket and brisket fat, all the beans. By midnight, my tummy made me promise never to do it again.
That’s just too much greasy food when I’m not used to eating that much fat . . even though we do eat more butter than most people. Guess I’ll just have to stick with sushi, huh?