Seems like this was the question of the weekend which was funny since someone else posted about this in the Lobby this morning

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On Friday, Anna and I went out for lunch. She is the picky one but when I asked her where she wanted to go...she started whining that I was the problem 'cause now I don't eat "bread and stuff". "I want pizza but you don't eat pizza!" she cried. SIGH! That's how I found myself in Tim's Pizza staring at a menu that has basically...beer, pizza, beer, pizza, etc. I ate one piece of a "mini" meathead...a little salad...