Julie (Kind of) Hearts Applebee's

Julie left a comment with her take on the Applebee's adventure. Lest it be buried with the older posts, I'm reprinting it here.

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when you say im your oldest friend, i think its funny to imagine i am a senior citizen. and you took me along to get an extra discount.

you failed to mention our server's name was icee. or icie. or icy.
i dont think she was big on our "order from the menu throughout the evening" tactic. i think thats unheard of at applebees. atleast my family never did this growing up. maybe yours did. maybe wanda sykes did.

riblet:
the mysterious bones resembled gigantic flat toenails. finding the bone in the riblet's meat nest really was like unearthing a fossil - in a children's science museum demonstartion sort of way. we didnt know how to eat the riblets. i was under the impression we would use our hands, like we with the chicken finger. instead we had to use a fork and knife. confusion. really, i want to puke thinking about riblets.

the riblet wetnap was a pretty great souvinir (sp?). stu displays it proudly on his desk at work.

a side note about chicken fingers, i dont know why servers always default to a dipping sauce of honey mustard instead of barbecue sauce, as icy did. i prefer both, but if i had to choose one, it would always be barbecue sauce. if i got to choose three, i would also pick sour cream. try it with the bbq sauce - i swear its delicious.

in the end, the meal was a success. surprisingly i didnt feel disgusting after eating all that crap.