| So on a recent trip to Chicago, Fatty joined us for dinner at Flattop Grill - similar to Mongolian BBQ. We had to insert sticks with our names on them into our food creations. I gave Fatty a hard time for actually writing "Fatty" on his stick as we were standing in line and piling food onto our plates. Soon after, our waiter begins passing out our cooked food - Heather...., Ross...., and the next thing I hear is a "Fat ee" (high shrilled "ee") and he hands me the plate. This action was followed by loud belly laughs from both Ross and Fatty. Thanks for the experience Fatty. |
