Dinner Last Night

I met my friend Steph out for dinner, and I started with these (which I always thought I would hate and still continue to be surprised every single time I eat one and love it):

 Followed by this salad and that dirty martini:

Before we ate, I was chatting with the cute (or so I thought) little old lady next to me. She was having a big mish-mash of appetizers, and her husband was having oysters. She told me the crab cakes were good. I thanked her for the advice but told her I was only having some quick appetizers and that I was planning on going home to make dinner (which, for the record, was steamed cod and brussels sprouts).
As she was leaving and I was just about to start eating my salad, she tapped my arm and said, “Just some advice from an old lady. Don’t go home and make dinner.”

What.A.Bitch.