i will remember her:
as we rolled up to the mall near my house. we had been craving Outback Steakhouse for weeks and we were stoked to have found the time to go while she was out east on the island. as we drove closer, anticipation as palpable as our hunger, we realized: i was mistaken, it was a Boulder Creek. our hopes dashed, we settled for Friday’s. we vowed that soon, soon we would finally make it to an Outback.
