Hooters

I think we corrupted Ben a little bit yesterday...we hit the local Hooters looking for some fried pickle chips which, by the way, are not on the menu here! But neither is ranch dressing so they wouldn't have been as good anyway. Thank goodness I stocked up on ranch before we moved so I need to remember to bring some with me whenever there's a possibility of eating something fried that requires dipping.


We settled for some chips and salsa and let Ben have a little lemon. Suprisingly, he really liked it and kept coming back for more!


Then he was just happy to hang out at the table with us and enjoy his Sunday afternoon. Well, at least after he'd beaten and thrown everything within arms reach off the table. He was very entertained by the neon lights, loud music, and all the ceiling fans. Thank goodness they recently passed a law in Singapore that all indoor places are now smoke-free so we don't have to worry about taking Ben anywhere smoky.