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POSTED April 16, 11:39 PM
My husband and I went to John Steven Ltd. bar and restaurant in Fells Point last night for dinner. I was craving some form of strimps after reading about shrimp salad in Dara's Dining, and JS seemed the best place to go. Tasty -- Old Bay saturated steamed shrimp with a side of Resurrection ale made locally at Baltimore's Brewer's Art. It was so great to go out and have someone COOK FOR ME.Seated at the table next to us were five or six 20-30 year old women. All they did once they were seated was blabber about how high in fat and calories the dishes were. "Oh, the baked Brie looks good, but I don't know." Another said she really wanted the steak for dinner. Then one woman, who was almost chaperone-like and a little bit older, chanted the mantra: "Make good choices." Like she'd been programmed by Oprah or Martha or something. She may have been a CYLON. Get the freaking steak! I can think of nothing more tedious than a discussion about how fattening your potential meal is. If you want a plate of steamed broccoli, get the broccoli. If you want steak, GET IT AND SHUT UP. You know what kind of conversation makes women sound like idiots? The one you are having right now. It saddened me to hear them making excuses for the food they wanted to eat. Live a little. I was, however, intrigued by other discussion points voiced at their table, which consisted evenly of possible employment as exotic dancers OR elementary school teachers. Very confusing and entertaining. |

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