There are not many people who use your restaurants more than I do. For purposes of this editorial I've been keeping a log lately about my reasons for dining out. The top one is pure amusement. It's how I recreate. I know I should take up jogging or racquetball, but neither is as much fun as laughing it up while dining out.
Next is nourishment. I'm simply too tired to go home and cook and, coincidentally, so is the lovely and talented Mrs. Sanson.
Third reason: Survival. It's a