T and I went out for a three-hour dinner tonight. It was awesome.
Something that struck me funny later on was thinking about the people at the tables on either side of us. The tables turned over a few times, so in the span of our meal, we had the full spectrum of Friday night diners. From the beginning of our meal at 6:45 to the end at 9:45, there was (in order):
- parents with two young boys, finishing up and paying quickly as we were sitting down and ordering our food.
- another pair of friends around our age.
- a foursome of late 30-something to early 40-something couples.
- a young couple on a date.
And we outlasted them all. Sometimes, you just need your friends.