Double Dog Dare

If there is one thing RVers seem to do a lot of, that’s going out to eat.  We certainly are social butterflies living this life, and if we were actually butterflies, with all the food we’ve eaten, we’d never get off the ground.  ;c)

Last night we went out to eat with Mike and Terri, to Carrabas.   Nothing like a little Italian comfort food.



Except the server got Marti and Terri’s order mixed up.  While they were waiting for the order to be corrected, they had nothing to look at in front of them.



That didn’t stop me and Mike from eating our food.  Gentlemanly behavior stops at the table…

Finally their corrected order was served.  Terri was a happy camper now.



Marti was too, until she saw what the lady at the next table had ordered.  It was one of those “Why didn’t I order that?” moments.



Today, we met Elaine and Rick, our RV friends from New Brunswick, Canada, for lunch.  They are on their way to Florida and were staying just up the road.  We couldn’t pass up a chance to visit with them again.



We went to a fancy restaurant for lunch.



It was a Hot Dog place, where they serve your hotdog in a dog bowl.



I got the Double Dog Dare.



I’ve never eaten food from a dog bowl before.  You’d think as often as I find myself in the doghouse, I’d be used to that.  ;c)



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