I came home early from work because I felt like crap. I self medicated with a vigorous dose of simple carbs, Netflix and then slept it off. I woke up feeling much better.

Homer was in town for work so we went out for pasta.

The pasta was okay but kind of meh.

Homer had some cake. I declined on having dessert since I ate cookies for lunch but I had a taste. It was super chocolatey and moussey.

Our server thought it was weird we were taking pictures of our food. Srsly? She's never seen this before? The internet is filled with people taking pictures of their food.

As we left, she asked if I wanted to take her picture.

Sure lady. Whatever floats your boat.