As we waited for a server to bring us the bill after a weekday dinner, we heard someone yell "Bitch!" in a joking, high-pitched voice. It turned out that one man at a neighboring table of three had taken it upon himself to pay the check. He got the usual thanks, but not without a bit of sass. A few moments later, a couple holding hands (both men wearing tank tops and jean shorts) strutted by with a pack of dachshunds and a large greyhound in tow. There seems to always be... More >>>