I made Z drive us to lunch, and he told me that since he was driving, I had to pick where we're going. No problem.

I started guiding him to a little hole in the wall chinese place that I haven't eaten at in years (Magic Wok). I think the fact that I wouldn't tell him where we were going made him nervous, because he said "Ya know.. as long as we're way over here, let's just go to Taste of Philly!". I told him I had just gone there two days ago. He really wanted to go, and they have lots of things on their menu, so I told him.. FINE!

We sat down, and ordered right away. I got my favorite: a large Italian Sausage sandwich. It arrived in no time.

What can I say? Delicious, as always. They never skimp. The sandwich is huge, and I was full. While I was eating, I noticed the new girl who served us on Saturday (I think her name was Chelsea). She was looking much more confident on her fourth day. You go girl.

So yeah. The food was good, although I wasn't really in the mood for it.