Ugh. Weird portobello mushroom burger with a rotten salad. Salad was no waysville. The bun looked like it had been run over, twice. And yet, I ate it. Must be that ocean air. It exacerbates my hollow leg.
Ev had a salmon burrito. He said it was OK.
He also ordered garlic fries. He was too full to eat them, and I felt so deprived of joy from my meal, I ate the entire plate. Well, I was a bit too thin from stress by the wedding, so I had some catching up to do. Done.