This weekend Molly and I went to Houston to visit the family. We had a REALLy great time, minus some stupid highschool drama. Anyway, I guess I should say there were a few cocktails involved...
I guess I should get to the crazy sleep talk.
At 2:32 a.m., the following was mumbled; and somewhat loudly...
"Gray meat equals Greek meat. Meaning we should probably go to Fadi's."
For those of you who don't know, Fadi's is a mediterranean restaurant. Molly and I went there one day, looked at the food and I immediately wanted to leave. The meat was gray.
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