I had the dinner to end all dinners tonight. It was an amazing tasting menu from Grain de Sel. But it was huge.
Usually, after a dinner like that, I complain to Adam, “Why did you let me eat all of that?” and he comes up with some lame excuse like, “Because I’m mean,” or “It’s not my fault!”
Tonight, though, for something different, I asked the boy as we walked to the hotel from dinner, “Why’d you let me eat so much?”
And without missing a beat, he said, “‘Cause I want a big, fat momma.”
That boy is definitely a keeper.
