I am, admittedly, a cheap date. A little carryout pizza, a one dollar movie rental, bottle of wine with a screw on cap, and I'm set. My tastes run more funky and cheap than elegant and expensive. It's okay. I'm fine with it. I've embraced this quality about myself.
One place that I never thought would be too expensive for me to dine is my local Kentucky Fried Chicken. Specifically the Monday night buffet.
Good thing we aren't big fans of KFC. I could never afford to take the whole family there. Pin It Now!
