T: It’s been a while. But we’re back!
A: woo hoo!
T: And we’re here to stay, yeah!
A: It’s not only been a long time since we’ve blogged last, but it’s also been ages since we’ve eaten anything smothered!
T: mmm mmm that’s true.
A: now I know I nice southern boy like yourself can get into a good southern, smothered meal.
T: oh, you know it, baby. You take some juicy meat and gravy, put it on some rice, and I’m as happy as…
A: what’s something that’s happy?
T: I’m as happy as…
A: the saying is “happy as a clam”, but I don’t really think clams are that happy.
T: yeah, I don’t like that saying. I was going to say something potentially offensive.
A: how bout…
T: happy as all get out.
A: that’ll work.
T: ok, moving on.
A: let’s cut to the chase. What’d you think?
T: it was good. It was a damn good smothered chop.
A: still not Antlers, I’m sure I’ll never get there.
T: don’t count yourself out, missy. However, it’s true. Antlers makes the best freaking smothered pork chop I’ve ever freaking had.
A: that’s a lot of freaking.
T: it’s just that good.
A: for sure.
T: btw, we’re talking about Antlers the restaurant in Lafayette, LA.
A: So what’s the rating for tonight?
T: first you have to think of your rating for it… so I don’t influence you.
A: baby you ain’t got that much influence on me!
T: my behind!
A: alright, alright, you do influence me… so let’s play fair.
A: I want to rate the meal as a whole… I don’t want to separate anything, don’t you think? I mean, broccoli is broccoli.
T: I give it a…
A: hold on I haven’t rated.
T: I give it a…… uhhh… 7.75/10. It was great, but I’m leaving a little room for growth.
A: I agree, it was a good meal. I’d definately like to eat it again, but it definately wasn’t anything out of this world. I give it a 7/10.
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Amanda starts up a game of mash
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the game of mash continues…
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Tyler’s life according to the game of mash:
He will live in a mansion in Amsterdam, married to Amanda with 10 children, drive a yellow mini-cooper, and be a beggar.

T: Not too bad. I could have been married to Celine Dion.
A: which would be a nightmare, for sure… I mean, I’m a diva, BUT…
T: So, we were talking about food?
A: yeah, I think we might have finished that.
T: cool.
A: kwaheri mabibi na mabwana.
T: adios.

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