You Can Find Me in the Cub

In my world, few things can top a 6 oz. filet and au gratins from the Cub. And I'm often surprised by the number of people who have never tried it. Talk about missing out.

One of those people happens to be LJ. I don't know why she missed out on all the times we've eaten there. Chalk it up to bad timing. But we're about to change her luck.

For our annual best buddy birthday celebration (our birthdays are three days apart), we're going to the Cub tonight for dinner. It should be a real treat. Her fiance (that's weird to say), Marcus, has never eaten there, nor has our good friend Nancy. So we'll have three newbies seated around our table of 10.

There should be lots of wine, laughs and full tummies by the evening's end. And maybe even a little karaoke.

Happy birthday to us!