We went to Charlie Brown's last night because all of this talk had me craving a rare steak. We had a waiter that must have been 112 years old. He was trying to write down our order, but he kept dropping his pen. It was possibly the saddest thing that I've ever seen. Mr. Babe was convinced that the waiter wasn't going to live long enough to deliver our food.

Anyway, I ordered a prime rib and it was RARE. And it was delicious!