Oh, the terror of eating out! NOT. Last night we dined (somewhat reluctantly but conveniently) at a national steakhouse chain restaurant. The 12 oz prime rib was perfectly cooked. The tossed salad (usual ingredients) was crisp, and the blue cheese dressing acceptable. The broccoli was outstanding!

Nobody forced me to eat anything from the extensive menu of "shareables" (heavily breaded and fried) or the dessert card. Nobody made me drink the $10 margarita (bet that involved a bit of sugar, no?)

Anyway, did I feel deprived? Did I mention the excellent prime rib? The buttered broccoli?

I'm never going back to low-fat, calorie-counting torture.