This is what I found on their menu page:
"Adults $34.95"
So I guess we'll be going elsewhere.
I was looking for a restaurant to go to for my birthday dinner, and I found a place in Portland called Brazil Grill. This is the first sentence on their website: "Brazil Grill is Portland's best value for a great dining experience." When I read "best value", I thought, "Sweet! That means it can't be TOO expensive."
This is what I found on their menu page: "Adults $34.95" So I guess we'll be going elsewhere.
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Let's face it. This is going to turn into a mommyblog. My kid's too cute. If you want other types of blog posts, you're going to have to request it in the comments. I function better with feedback. In fact, Gary teases me all the time for fishing for compliments. I ask him stuff like, "Hey, aren't you so proud of me for doing this?" and "Don't you think I look so cute today?" He thinks it's funny, but I contend that I'm making it easy to keep me pleased: he just has to say "yes" when prompted.
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Read the comments. Example: "I couldn't believe it when I first tried this milk. It was delicious and very white. Wholesome, one might say. I poured some on my cereal. It made it wet and tasty. It never has stopped Cap'n Crunch from cutting my mouth, though. That's the only problem with it. But, it's from a cow so you've got that. Try some..." Gary's quote of the week:
"What doesn't kill you makes you want to die." My dad taught me how to drive. One evening, when we were out practicing on the roads, we came up to State Street from a small side road. He told me to turn left onto State Street. "No way," I said. I knew of someone who had gotten into a car-totalling accident when turning left onto State Street and I was terrified of it. My dad, however, was insistent. He wanted me to be able to do it successfully before I got my license. I still resisted.
And then he said to me, "You want to know the trick to turning left onto State Street?" "Yes," I replied. "Be patient," he said. I was somewhat taken aback by this since it didn't exactly sound like a "trick", but I gave it a try and it worked beautifully. From that point forward, any time I had to turn left onto State Street, I simply used my dad's "trick". It worked every time. Not only did it work on State Street, it worked on just about every large, busy road. And then I discovered that it doesn't just apply to driving, either. It works on a whole host of situations. Often, when I feel myself getting overwhelmed, I hear my dad's voice in my head, "You want to know the trick? Be patient." You want to know the trick to shopping at CostCo? Be patient. You want to know the trick to dealing with a crying baby? Be patient. So thank you, Daddy, for teaching me this trick. I've really found it useful. Gary painted the west side of our house this past weekend, so now we just have one side left! I helped a little bit, but it looked like I helped a lot because he let me do all the easy stuff. :)
Gregory and I were brave and went to CostCo by ourselves today. We did not kill it. I'm seriously considering canceling our CostCo membership and buying everything off of Amazon instead. I bought a laminator! I love it. Totally wish I had gotten it back when I was a Young Women's advisor. |
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