Chillin with the family at Chili's

The same group of girls from the Italian restaurant gather again for another celebration! Last time the group gathered to celebrate Liz's birthday and this time we gathered to celebrate our inner fat kid by going to Chili's (with the exception of skinny girl Beth who rolled her eyes in disgust at the notion). So how did Liz, Kelly and I celebrate our inner fat kids? For starters, we split an appetizer three ways (of which half was left on the table). Then Liz and I split an order of fajitas and Kelly ordered a bowl of soup, that she barely touched. Kelly and I went so far as to split a margarita. Real fat kids the world over are currently hurling rotten vegetables in our direction (vegetables that went rotten because they were uneaten while donuts were consumed instead).

Let's break down the meal course by course. First course - margaritas. This was by far the highlight of the meal (other than the company, of course)! Per Kelly's recommendation, we ordered the Presidente margarita, which I can now highly recommend myself. I am usually very picky about margaritas and will frequently order beer at Mexican restaurants to avoid that sickly sweet, disgusting sweet and sour mix most places put in margaritas. I don't know what Chili's puts in their Presidente margaritas but they are fantastic!

The second course was the skillet queso. Kelly had a coupon for the queso, so it was free. This was a good thing, since that's how much it was worth. I prefer a traditional white queso. This was more like Velveeta cheese, beans and ground beef. It probably would have been better if they brought it out piping hot, but it was a little on the cold side. We couldn't really send back a free queso. Luckily, it came with a side of salsa, that I happily chowed down on with their salty chips. I looked up the nutrition info on this queso and it's the worst thing they have on their menu. Next time, I will get molten chocolate cake for an appetizer.

At about this point in the meal, everyone's feeling a little tipsy from their margaritas. The conversation has risen to both a content that is inappropriate for children and a volume level that allows the near by families to hear it. We were surrounded by tables of families with children because - we were at Chili's.

On to the next course - the fajitas that Liz and I split. The fajitas can best be summed up in one word - mediocre. However, I would go to Chili's again and order the fajitas again, just so I can have an excuse to drink that Presidente Margarita.

As fat kid night wrapped up, we chose to decline desert and then decided to walk the eight blocks to the free outdoor concert, rather than move our car. Commence with the vegetable throwing now.