Last week we were out to dinner with my inlaws. I suggested to Rachel that perhaps she should have the grilled chicken instead of the chicken fingers since I know that she doesn't care for the breading on the chicken fingers at that particular restaurant.
I got a rather petulant look that was accompanied by this response:
"But the grilled chicken says that it's served with a house salad and I WANT FRIES!"
We did explain to her that she could substitute a different side order. No go. She ended up having a burger and fries instead.
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