Saturday Night and the Icky Food

Editors Note:

According to Esquire Magazine, their readers, primarily men, are not to use certain words anymore. Icky, happens to be one of them...heh, the writers obviously don't have kids...

Thanks to dear sister in law Coley, the wife and I were able to go out with Hi-Pop and GG to the Golden Domer/UC basketball game last night. It was a great game full of pomp and circumstance. Winning by two we were pretty happy to go out for a bite to eat and watch some playoff football at Uno's. What a mistake...I am convinced that the steak I tried to eat was indeed leather upper off of a cook's boot. So fellow bailer-outters-of-a-crappy-economy, when you decide to go out for eats, be vigilant enough to steer clear of UNO's...They've had enough!