Math Problem

Danger Monkey, age 10: “This math problem is really frustrating.”

Me: “Can I help you with it?”

DM: “No, it’s OK. I understand the math, but the story problem is all wrong.”

Me: “Those can be tough.”

DM: “There’s no way 15 kids chose Fettuccine Alfredo over pizza or tacos.”

Me: (long pause)

Me: “I’m so glad I get to be your Dad.”

You are the Weiner

Little Miss Thing, age 7: “Why are they called hamburgers? They aren’t made of ham.”

Me: “I believe they’re named after Hamburg, Germany.”

LMT: “Check it on Wikipedia.”

Danger Monkey, age 10: “Wikipedia is not always correct. Be sure to verify the sources.”

Me: “Yes, says here the name comes from Hamburg. Also, frankfurters are named after Frankfurt.”

DM: “Huh? What’s a frankfurter?”

Me: “Thats an old-fashioned name for hot dogs. Also, the word ‘weiner’ comes from the German pronunciation of Vienna. Have you guys ever heard of weiners?”

(so much giggling)

Me: “I guess I walked right into that one.”

Steaks are Low

Bobbys_Colorado_Sirloin

Early bird gets the steak. — at Bobby’s Colorado Steak House.

We’ve got this great locally owned steakhouse that just gets me, man. They have great steaks at great prices, plus a phenomenal salad bar that includes all the usual salad bar stuff plus several soups, fried biscuits and apple butter, even caviar.

But they also have Early Bird specials Monday through Thursday, 4pm to 6pm. Here you can see the 7 oz. Sirloin (Medium Rare, naturally). This bad boy plus the all-you-can-eat salad bar cost me a whopping $12.50.

And here’s where it gets crazy. The kids beg to go here because the kids meals are $6.75 and include the salad and an ice cream sundae. They literally beg to go here at least once a week.

And… wow… then it gets just off the charts amazing on Wednesdays. Kids eat free with adult meal purchase. I ate the steak pictured above, with a giant salad bar, and the two kids each got cheeseburgers and fries and salads and fruit and ice cream… and the bill was a ridiculous $20.15 after taxes.

Wha?

That’s just crazy. I honestly don’t understand how there isn’t a line of people out the door all day every day at this place.

(No, I am not compensated in any way for this opinion. I have no relationship with Bobby’s other than they recognize us because we come in so often.)