Today's choice was Terry's Turf Club. My wife was scheduled to be induced today with our second son, so I gave her the choice on what will be her last meal before she has to subsist on ice chips for however long. I name dropped Terry's Turf Club and she said, "well, now we have to go there." It was an excellent last meal that I may put on my list of last meals if I am ever scheduled to meet my end in an electric chair. Not that I plan on murdering anyone, but if you had seen how I murked that sandwich you would think I was capable of some pretty dastardly deeds.