It’s now after seven and I’m starved. My appetite has returned!! And I didn’t lose it again once before the wedding. I really wanted Pei Wei, but Chuck refused to go pick up food there because last time he had a bad experience, so I settled for (kinda gross) Coney Island. Not everyone has Coney Islands where they live. It was one of the things I would crave while I was living FL! Coney Island is a cousin to the cheap-o Greek Diner. We have a chain here called National Coney Island and it’s a landing spot for many late-night, drunken pig-outs. (Uh... a gazillion years ago, I don't do that anymore. I'm not sure if it's b/c I'm too mature or too old. There's a difference you know.

) I ordered up a gyro and some chili cheese fries and kept at the sorting and pile making while Chuck was out procuring the pseudo-food.