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Paul grinned as he looked over the menu and his stomach growled. Patting his belly he smiled and said, "I know buddy. I will feed you here in a minute and boy...I'm going to be bad and treat myself..."
When the waitress came he licked his lips and ordered the brown sugared rib eye and some fries (fatties) as an app. As well as their house lager, a pint of course.
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So life gave you lemons. Dilemma is...make lemonade, pie, or squirt life in the eye? I say do all three if you have enough of them.
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