Cole Slaw, Onion Rings, and Baby Chicken

Yesterday Jon took us out to Weathervane. On the way there, Noah and Ariana were deciding what they were going to order. Noah said, "My usual." Which doesn't mean his usual for Weathervane, it means his usual for any restaurant there is: chicken nuggets/tenders and french fries. 

Ariana said she'd have her usual too... but that could be anything. Sometimes it is the same as Noah, sometimes she will have the overpriced boxed macaroni and cheese, or sometimes change it up a little. In this case, she meant "anything that comes with cole slaw" because as she put it, "I'm cuckoo for cole slaw!"

The waitress takes our drink orders and Jon throws on an order of Appetizer Combo. That's a whole lotta appetizer. It comes and Noah dives into the onion rings, loading up his plate. He took a bite of one and the onion all slid out of the breading like it sometimes does. 

Noah: "What's this?"

Me: "That would be the onion. You know, they are onion rings."

Noah: "I didn't know they had onions in them! I thought it was just a cool name!!"

Luckily he still ate them anyway, despite the surprise ingredient. 

Meals came, and there was way too much food. I had only ordered chowder, which was more than enough after participating in the appetizer combo. We brought home at least half of what we ordered, because somebody's eyes were bigger than their size...

Jon leaned back and pooched his belly out like a 7-month pregnant woman, aka food baby. I asked him if that was the baby kickin'. Ariana immediately slides under the table to get on the seat next to him and puts her hand on his belly. "I want to feel the baby chicken!!"