Tinderbabe and I have a bit of an inside joke. My dinner is always better than his. He is one for looking at the menu and deciding what preprinted meal suits his dining mood, while I ask the waiter about the specials. I have yet to be disappointed.
This policy was especially helpful while I was in Montreal. I had Beef Tartar, something I would never order. It was fantastic!
I also had a phenomenal salmon sandwich for lunch one day. I did not even know I liked lentil soup!
I realize I am now that annoying person taking pics of her food. I suppose I will blame it on vacationing solo. Next trip: Chicago!