Salad bar surfing gets boring after awhile, so go ahead and indulge in the "forbidden fat" food to break up the monotony. It's okay. At places we know serve big, scrumptious food, Matt and I get one order and split it. At first glance it may appear to be a cheap tactic, but really it's a taste bud, waistline tactic. Why should food be forbidden just because it's got extra fat and calories? By splitting an order, instead of having to undue the top button of my jeans because I've overeaten, I get to have a taste without the mass. Momentary joy before the trek back to the rabbit food garden.
For example, there's this incredibly awesome greasy burger joint with the most AMAZING garlic fries that Matt and I love to go to. The burger joint is far from our home, but it's on the way to his folks house, so we'll stop when we can to get the garlic fries and burger. This place is cool because they split the orders and give each person their own red plate with no extra charge. Here's a picture from the last trip. Man! I really did sink my teeth into this greasy masterpiece.
