First real meal
All week long I've been thinking about the great meal I'd have on Friday night when our experiment ended. There are lots of great little restaurants within walking distance of our house.
Yesterday afternoon, in a weak moment, I asked my son what he would like for dinner, not fully thinking through the consequences if he picked something that doesn't appeal to me.
He picked Round Table Pizza. You can probably guess the rest of the story.
11:34:22 AM 
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