[slimer]

Can you imagine loving a restaurant because it make a great Beef Burgandy, and you just have to eat there once a week, year in year out. But over time the place has changed; the people are foul mouthed; everybody smokes; the people also don't bathe; they belch and pass gas with abandon. But you love that Beef Burgandy so each week you dutifully walk through the door of the joint, pick your way past the vermin, and meekly sit down to order your meal which a rude, in your face jerk throws down on the table with a leering sneer on his face. And you keep on accepting it.

You mean there are restaurants that aren't like this? Where at? I'm willing to travel.

[ventana]

Um, you have a point. V's wife.