I feel ya Teacherlady.
Last night for dinner, my husband wanted to go to this seafood buffet he likes. I have only been there once years ago (he goes afterwork sometimes with his buddies)...and didn't know what they served. Hubby said they had some grilled fish and salad bar and I should be fine.
Well, we got there and they did have a salad bar, but it was your standard fried seafood buffet. Fried catfish, shrimp, chicken, french fries, even fried green beans and squash! Well, luckily, they had some sort of grilled looking fish (no batter) and I took a fillet of that and a salad. Well, the "grilled" fish was smoked, not grilled. It tasted like eating campfire. I just couldn't do it. It was gross.
So I got some fried shrimp and tried peeling off most of the batter...and then I caved and had a scoop of their homemade ice cream for dessert.
I am back OP today...but I'm mad that I let one little slipup (I had no choice but to eat those shrimp) turn into an excuse to eat ice cream. Oh well....we make those choices and we have to learn from them and live with them.
Back to the grind...

I cried for 15 mins...cuz the girl was only 20. 