Steak and Shrimp With Earplugs, Please
It’s all my fault. I shared an intimate dinner with about a thousand other people last night. I guess I must have been speaking too loudly, causing everyone else to shout at their table-mates in order to be heard.
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Call Me Cate is listening over at SHOW MY FACE
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Scrambled, Not Fried 
How inconsiderate of you, Ron 😉
Steak and shrimp – yum
I hate crowds…but I love food enough to deal with the crowds to eat at my favorite places. Sounds like your dinner was quite tasty.
Only one voice can already have a great effect 😉
I hope nobody was speaking with their mouth full, Ron. Manners maketh man 🙂
It sounds and looks like my kind of place!
Looks like fun! Though if you needed earplugs I might not have enjoyed it much. I do like to hear my companions…
Happy 6WS 🙂
I think I would be the one to leave before I was even seated. I don’t like crowds, either. However, an empty place can be very boring. 😉
Oh, Ron, I hate that. There’s a restaurant in my undisclosed location that’s really well-known. The kind of place profiled on Food Network, written up in international magazines, etc. Amazing food. Amazing service. But we’ve stopped going there because I won’t pay that kind of money to spend the night shouting at my husband, returning home from dinner hoarse from yelling. It makes me sad and we’ve even tried requesting different seating areas and explained it was because of the noise. Can’t get no satisfaction – and no horseradish mashed potatoes either. 😦