More money in my mouth than wallet

So in the past two days I have spent more on food than would take to support 50 Sally Struthers children for a year... I feel pretty horrible about it actually. But on Sunday night my Aunt and Uncle were in town and to celebrate her finishing a Half Marathon, we went to Limon. The food was great and luckily none of us were too large or else we wouldn't have fit in the tiny seats smooshed in the corner. Then last night, I went out to eat with EP, her Ma', and CBish to Town Hall. I have to admit that I had the best cocktail there since the Morpheus, called the Town Hall Cooler. I understand the spiffiness of this high class dining, but I'll never get used to the frivolity of dropping all that loot and then exiting to see four homeless people on the street while we complain of being stuffed. I think I'll stick to burritos and slices for awhile. Caloric guilt, yes. But not full out yuppie gluttonous remorse.