We were out on the raz late. A bit of a blur. There was some dancing. Not all together intentionally. And many more beers squeezed in on top of the large amount of beefy meat already consumed. The hangover that followed was of an equally devastating magnitude. And deservedly so :)
For dinner tonight, we went back to Flame Bar & Grill, I couldn’t even bring myself to take a picture of my hugely disappointing steak this time around. It came in two parts, what the hell is that all about? A big steak is not the same as two small steaks, even if the total weight is the same.. Shame on you Flame Bar & Grill, you need to find a source of bigger cows!