Good food, great music, a night out with my handsome man...what more could a girl ask for?! Sunday afternoon (after a much too long stop at Menard's to buy tile for our bathroom remodel...yes, I know, I need to post some pics of the work in progress...) the Mr. and I headed on down to the "Big City" for a loooooooooong overdue date night. Dinner at Fogo de Chao. *burp* *groan* In an interesting juxtaposition, we initially sat next to a table of...um...chubby dudes. And they ate and ate and ate. Next to sit at that table? A bunch of CrossFit'ers, prolly just going home from the gym (judging by their attire) and in need of some serious fuel (See his t-shirt? "Embrace the Suck"...it skeers me). Dudes were ripped. And they ate and ate and ate. In my mind I saw myself with the chubby guys...but really wanting to be like the ripped guys. In the end, it just all comes down to me wanting to just eat and eat and eat. Have you ever been to Fogo? It's incredible. A...