My husband is the one who would prefer low-cal, high veg, I’m the one who wants a rare steak, loaded baked potato, a small side salad, and a beer. I love BBQ. I love fried food. Frankly there isn’t much I won’t eat or a style of restaurant I won’t go to. A good dive bar with a stellar burger is as appealing to me as a high end restaurant with white table cloths and a gourmet menu. It just depends on mood and circumstance.
As far as my gf is concerned, she matches with what you said except for expense. I like pasta, and it’s often relatively inexpensive. She, on the other hand watches carbs and would never go with pasta. But if an entrée is “Market Price” she’ll be all on that.
It’s common for me to be paying the check and I notice my entrée was $11.95, while hers was $42.50. And my plate is licked clean, while she left 1/4 of hers but doesn’t want to take a box.
I can appreciate the male form in all its glory. But when I go out to eat, it’s about the meal that I don’t have to cook or clean up after. To say nothing of the creep factor of a 60-something grandmother ogling a waiter young enough to be my grandson… :eek::eek::eek:
You’re determined to get us all classified and neatly pigeon-holed, huh? :rolleyes:
What female friendly bbq joint are you speaking of?
Personally, I always classified bbq joints as neither male or female, but family oriented places. I certainly haven’t been to one in years that didn’t have booster seats and coloring books stashed near the front. Not since Ruby’s went away.
No, because women can enjoy BBQ just as much as men can enjoy coffee or a salad. I know I certainly do. I do like places with calorie info in the menus, which is now legally all franchise restaurants in the US (I think all with above 14 locations or something like that). But that’s less so because I’m a woman, and more so because when I was 29 I decided to shape up and improve my health and appearance. That isn’t unique to women.
This hits close to home. I canNOT get my wife to come to my favorite restaurant. And it’s not because there’s nothing but sports on the big screens (unless Jeopardy’s on, or a dog show).
Nope, it’s all due to one pesky little detail: there’s nothing healthy on the menu. I am *not *exaggerating; no salads, just huge, awesome burgers, fish fry and prime rib, fries and twenty other deep-fried things.
Talking about how them weird wimmins have ‘special’ quirks is also fun!
Because seriously, they’re all the same. Like some kind of hive mind. Pod people. Them crazy kids! We should pat them fondly on the head (because they’re all short) and then send them off to do their weird wimmin things while paternally shaking our heads at their strange inhuman ways.
What Kovitlac says. Urban Redneck apparently has some very deep seated issues going on re: women. Hey URN, We’re people, humans, oy,
this is crazy time.