“I have a friend who eats rotten eggs,” Liz offered with a smile, “I can understand the need for different dietary requirements,” actually she wasn’t sure if Abe needed the eggs or he just liked eating them but he always insisted on having them.

She glanced back down at the menu to see if anything stood out to her, “we can try it that way,” she said, “it could be fun,”

[sorry, just got back from work!]