Still dwelling on my burnt finger from last night. We were at Pablano’s on North Battleground. They were running a $7.75 fajita special, so most of us partook. When our sizzling pans came out, Adam, who did not get a fajita platter, wondered aloud if the plates were hot. Frank feigned touching his. I did touch mine. They were indeed hot.
In my defense, I was expecting the pan to be a more tempered temperature, like what you get in the hot stone bowls at the Don. But, nope, piping hot.
At least it doesn’t hurt too badly when I type.
Make sure to read down past the new comics list since there are a ton of reprints coming out for series that you might have missed on the first go-round!