Dyson, GarGar and I met for our monthly dinner where we sample one of the city's finest restaurants. We selected a new restaurant operated by celebrity chef Elizabeth Falkner, who's appeared on Top Chef as a judge and several Food Network shows. In my panda opinion, the food was only okay (except for the french fries, which were FRIED IN DUCK FAT AND SO TASTY!!!!). The real action, however, occurred betwixt the tables on either side of us.
On the table to my right - a young couple - attractive guy with a HOT gal. She was totes cute. Cute enough to get our table of three gay guys to notice her. Fierce.
On the table to my left - a group of five guys. All ostensibly straight and none who were too shy about openly ogling the hot little lady to my right.
Seriously, this group of guys resembled a pack of dogs with their tongues hanging out. They were staring at her, talking about her and one even got up and followed her to the bathroom (though I'm not sure if he ever made contact with her) after they all stopped and openly stared at her as she walked by. It got to the point that her boyfriend got out of his chair and sat next to her on the booth for the remainder of the meal. MEN ARE DOGS.
After our meal, Elizabeth approached our table and meekly asked how things were. She was kind of awkward, but it was cute that she made the rounds to ask.
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what was the name of the restaurant?
Is it shallow that I want to elicit that kind of reaction in men??
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