There’s a barbecue joint near the Lake of the Ozarks where they give you a tin bucket of salty, shelled peanuts to munch on while you order. As we were snacking, I stumbled upon a nut unlike any other nut I’ve ever eaten. This mutant peanut had a quadruplet of little nuts nestled inside it’s fragile shell.
While awesome, that’s not the full story of this particular evening at the barbecue joint.
As we were being seated, our hostess informed us…
Hostess: Well guys, our special tonight is the 16 ounce prime rib with a choice of two sides and a honey biscuit all for $15.99.
We thanked her as she walked away. Then we started eating peanuts as we read our menus and made small talk.
Then our waitress came by…
Waitress: Howdy fellas, what can I get you to drink?
Dennis: I’ll have a water, please.
Me: Me too.
Waitress: Perfect. Do you have any questions about the menu?
We didn’t.
Waitress: All righty. That’s great. Well I should tell you that our special tonight is the 16 ounce prime rib with a choice of two sides and a honey biscuit all…
Dennis: …all for $10.99.
She gave Dennis a sideways look and a halfway grin. Then she glanced over to the hostess table. Then back at us with a chuckle.
Waitress: …all for $15.99.
Dennis: Ah nuts.
Me: Four of ’em.