‘Twas good. And I even have some pictures, except my memory card reader is broken and therefore every type of photographic evidence of my awesome weekend is stuck on my cute little camera. Someone’s going to have to go to the store this week to get one.
I’m pretty sure we did some things once I got off work, but I can’t for the life of me remember what it was. I just know it was about 8pm and we realized we were hungry. We headed up to the intersection of Main Street and Coon Creek Boulevard (I can’t stop saying that) to have dinner at Texas Roadhouse. I know it’s a chain, but my boss said it was awesome so we gave it a while. It was decidedly awesome even though we ate so much bread and so many cheesey bacon fries that we ended up taking half of our entrees home.
The servers dance to Cotton Eyed Joe. You can’t go wrong with that.
Our server was incredibly nice and awesome. The manager on duty came over and talked to us for a while. When he found out it was the first time we’d been there and that we drove “all the way from Minneapolis” (it was maybe a 25 minute drive), he gave us a coupon for a free appetizer. Our loyalty can easily been swayed by free appetizers, other restaurant managers.
This is the third time I’ve decided I was going to write a nice letter to the general manager about someone’s awesome service, but I keep putting it off. I’m never going to send out all five that I’ve relegated myself to doing in my 101 things in 1001 days list.