snails and brussels sprouts

There are nights when all I want is a mac and cheese or fish sticks, but I notice that I'm also becoming that person that orders scary grown-up food. Like, food other grown-ups won't order. The other night, my friend C and I went out for the sort of dinner where there are white linen tablecloths and multiple courses. I talked her into escargot for one appetizer, and she ordered brussels sprouts for the other. Then I had boar sausage with braised red cabbage and root vegetable puree. And then mulled cider for desert.

I have no idea how I became this person.