Dream Cafe

Myles and I love to take advantage of "meal deals" in our area. It gives me a reason not to cook and we don't have the inevitable "guilt pangs" for spending money and eating out on a “School night”. (Not that I don't like to cook-I do actually, but come on girls, after a 9-10 hour day who feels like doing ANYTHING in the kitchen.)

Best Deals:
All Good Cafe: Buy-one-get-one-free entree--Tuesday nights (BEST chicken fried chicken EVER)
Sonic: Buy-one-get-one-free burger--Tuesdays
Steel: Free Sushi Buffet--Wednesday night from 5-7
Campisies: Pizza Buffet--Weeknights 5-7
And our all time favourite:
Dream Cafe:50% off entrees--Monday and Tuesday all night.
We patronized this lovely eclectic establishment last night and with great choices like stuffed squash,Greek pitas, John's Veggie burger, tofu salad, and (my favourite so far) grilled chicken breast sandwich with melted brie, bacon, on a toasted baguette its simply delightful! I was eating this very sandwich yesterday-enjoying the lovely evening and being outside with my honey (feeling like a Euro :). As I polished off the last of said sandwich our Latin waiter walked up and looking down at my plate with something like shock and dismay he exclaim “oh-I thoughta for sure I was going to haf to bring you a to do box.” Silence. How does one respond to that exactly? Joy that he thinks I’m small and couldn’t finish it? Embarrassment that he thinks I eat like a pig…..? I replied with “yes, it was yummy and I guess I'm a healthy eater” deciding that humor was needed and after he walked away Myles and I had a pretty good laugh about it….after all, if you can’t laugh at yourself well....