Chicks and Pubs

Went to a pub for dinner tonight. Their fish & chips were good. The best is still the place in Pacific, but it's not too shabby being second best.

Thought I like the family-like setting there, seeing actual kids there was really odd. A family of 5 strolled in. They look like they know everybody there and stopped to talk with a number of other people who all look to be regulars. The two kids who can walk around were running around and playing with the video game machine (I think it was a pac-man or something. Mom and dad already has a pint in hand. The baby's stuck in his/her stroller.

I'm still having a hard time imaging when those kids grow up and already being such regulars at a pub. Strange.

About a year ago or so, I was talking to a co-worker about the merits of the costco chicken. Now, a costco chicken is a fully cooked rotisseri chicken. Fully flavored and oh, so juicy. All for a mere $4.99! So, there I was, telling her about all the stuff that I normally do with a typical chicken I buy from them. First night, eat a leg and thigh. Second day and on-ward, chicken sandwichs, chicken with salad, pasta with chicken, chicken salad sandwich, etc. Then it's on to chicken soup and then finally chicken porridge. I was mighty impressed with myself and how "enterprising" I can get with a simple cooked chicken. To my surprise ... my co-worker response was one of pity and concern. She then asked if I was POOR! Then she helpfully informed me that chicken is much cheaper if I buy it raw and whole, instead of parts.

I was like ... no, I'm not entirely poor. I'm just CHEAP!!!

Gosh! Some people just can't appreciate the finer points!