The Born Loser by Art and Chip Sansom for January 16, 2022

There goes this month’s heating bill money.

Brutus didn’t understand at first, Gladys. He thought you meant he would choose something, and you would have whatever it was, as well. Silly man.

Brutus, You can’t even win on a good outing.

Gladys should know by now that Mr Moneybags doesn’t pay Brutus enough to throw down $100 for dinner.

“Oh, I never eat dessert”……..then she samples 87% of yours……

Where can I find Beef Wellington on a Big Mac budget?

Oh waiter, does the chef have a plain run-of-the-mill beef wellington for $25? I’ll order that.

That’ll teach him not to take her out to dinner again. Besides, if you want spaghetti, you can have it at home.

i’d rather have the pasta. do your part to save the planet by not eating beef. this has been a public service announcement…

Gladys must be a Henry Ford aficionado. “My husband can have any meal he wants, as long as it’s Beef Wellington.”

I heard one of the celebrity chefs one time say to avoid a special because it’s made with stuff about to go bad and they need to get rid of it.

Food for thought Brutus. Next time wine and dine Gladys at KFC.

They just spent my monthly grocery budget on one meal and he’s considered “the born loser”?

I had a lady friend like Gladys. She’d order two entrees, two mixed drinks, a salad and a piece of cheesecake. I had the hamburger. After her meal, that’s all I could afford.

This reminded me of my honeymoon (too many years ago). We stopped at a hotel in Newfoundland overnight and went to their restaurant, a huge dining area that, except for my bride and myself, contained one other couple. My wife had a dislike for red meat (long back story), and was allergic to seafood of all type. She asked about a chicken dish, but was informed that they didn’t serve chicken “on that side of the restaurant.” The “chicken” side was closed, even though we could see it several tables away. So, in desperation for food, she ordered the beef Wellington. It came, she took tiny bites and swirled the food around on her plate. The waitress came over and asked what was wrong with the food. We explained the problem, but that wasn’t good enough … she went and got the chef, a large man wearing a tall chef’s hat. Again we explained, but you could tell they refused to understand. And again, they refused to serve any chicken in the non-chicken side of the restaurant. On reflection, it was a strange situation.

Hey!!! It’s Sunday.

Probably the “Highest-Class” meal I ever had was at our city’s elite hotel dining room. It was Chicken Kiev, and it was memorable. But then, another of my “memorably-good” meals was a Horseshoe at a local truck-stop, so what do I know? ☺

Her choice will satisfy Brutus…really!

At least the waiter told them the price without their having to ask. I get so annoyed at restaurants when they just tell you the meal and they make you ask how much it costs – or guess.

“Excellent choice madam and we have this excellent French Pinot Noir that would pair perfectly with the Beef. Would you care for a bottle or two glasses?” Just surrender Brutus and you can lick your wounds later. At least they will taste good…….

I had a friend who was a “starving actress”. I would occasionally take her to dinner prepared for her to order a week’s worth of food. I could afford it. She was hilarious and mostly “starving” to keep her weight down. Good times.

It appears Gladys delivered a solid kick to Brutus’s shin to help him make their dinner selection.

Why on Earth would you come to an exquisite restaurant just to eat spaghetti??

Should have just gone for the Beef Wellington like you wanted to in the first place Brutus.

P.E.T.A. aka People Eating Tasty Animals (｡•̀ᴗ-)

I’ve had a few expensive meals here and there and, with a few exceptions, the food wasn’t all that great. I’m perfectly happy with basic food, as long as it tastes good. That being said, I do like the atmosphere in an expensive restaurant.

Gladys, cut the nonsense and order what you want, and leave your husband to order what he wants. Sheesh!

Infrequently, my wife and I coordinate our menu choices. It happens spontaneously; in discussing what we each want to order, we might agree on two dishes we both like, and then share them.

Could it be January 23, 2022 or January 30, 2022 new Sunday Born Loser strips resume?