Last week Mom and Dad were in town for a brief spell, and the bro and I met them for lunch. Or, well, sort of. Mom and Dad and I had already had lunch, so the bro had lunch. Dad had soup so I guess that qualifies as linner. Mom and I had nothing. Whaaa?
Anyway, here's what was consumed. The bro got the BBQ chicken salad, which appeared to be a bunch of BBQ grilled chicken atop a mound of Caesar salad (note: presence of Caesar dressing unconfirmed; it could have been ranch). I also spotted some corn and some tortilla strips. So basically it looked like a combo of a Caesar, bbq chicken, and southwestern salad. The bro loved it, but then he's training for a half-marathon and is constantly ravenous, so I think the tabletop would have tasted equally as good.
As mentioned earlier, Dad got the onion soup. He said the broth was thin and strangely spicy-- it had a bit of a kick, which one doesn't expect from onion soup. Overall? Meh.
So there you have it. One lunch, one linner, and two abstentions. It was a nice afternoon.
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