While sitting have a pitcher of beer with an old roommate, we noticed that what the people next to us were eating looked absolutely tasty. Like mouth watering, heart pounding-ly scrumptious. It looked like some sort of pot pie with a filo pastry…I had to know what was in it! So when the server came by to ask Danielle and myself if we were ok, I asked her what they had ordered.

As she started to describe what it was (Guinness Cheddar and Beef Pot Pie) , our neighbours caught wind of what we were talking about. The kind man then confirmed that his meal was delicious. Which lead me to joke: ‘Yeah, well it looks it and I kind of want a bite’. What’s that all about? Why would anyone say that they want a bite of a strangers food?

Well, what happened next was a rare, weird moment of kindness.

He looked at the waitress and asked her for a new set of cutlery, turned his plate around to the uneaten side and insisted I have a bite.

I did. It was awesome!

He shared his meal with me – what a sweet, strange moment. Because of him, I now know exactly what I will order the next time I’m at the Brazen Head. And, because of his kindness, he’s saved me 5-10 minutes of stewing over what to order. Which actually is a huge problem I have because when it comes to eating at restaurants, I  regress to an indecisive child who wants to have every toy in the store.

Realistically, I probably shouldn’t have eaten from a strangers plate, but I don’t regret it, you should have seen it…pure gravy perfection!