We took Zoe out to dinner the other night to be a part of celebrating our friend Mike’s birthday. We were there with Mike, his wife and two other couples. Happy 37th Mike! The location of our culinary excursion – a nice restaurant called The Macaroni Grill. This is an Italian food joint packed to the brim on a Friday night with couples that have more money then we do.

The group ordered a “sampler” appetizer tray that came with, among other things, Calamari. If you don’t know, Kris is, let’s say, not a big fan. When she talks about it you’d think she was talking about eating poop mixed with sand. As if plain poop wasn’t horrible enough.

Being the irreverent jack ass that I am, I loudly exclaimed “Let’s give some of that squid to Zoe!” to which Kris immediately responded chock-full-o confidence, “Go ahead, she’ll never eat it.” I chopped up the rubbery band if sea slime into two edible size pieces and dipped them into marinara sauce and placed them in front of Zoe. She slowly reached down and began to raise the wobbly treat to her mouth as Kris looked on in sheer horror as Zoe popped it in her mouth, chewed, swallowed and reached for the next piece faster than you can say “sandy poop.” After she was done, Zoe gave the sign language sign for “more” and was quickly granted her wish.
The look on momma’s face was priceless and her verbal reaction was even better; “When she throws that up later, you’ll clean it up.” Not only did she not throw up the dozen or so pieces of Calamari she feasted upon, but she slept better that night than the last ten before it. She actually slept from 9:00 PM to 9:00 AM.

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