When I pile into the car with all my girls, you know it's time for a big ol' plate of sketty!
No joke, in Northern Canada, food really, actually costs this much. And you thought you had it bad.
Because we can't go a month around here without someone deciding food needs to be potentially unattainable, we now have a $300 burger. This time the gold and diamond toothpick is what sends it over the edge.
You have to wonder how many people at the great Googamooga festival thought this was a real menu and tried to order some heated ploppers.
You say potabo I say PURTURBUR.
I'm more concerned with the fact that this man can't read numbers or move a decimal place than the price of the melons.
These sweets come with their own boarding pass and EXACTLY three ounces of frosting (not a gel).
There's no ring, no chain, just a lump of (probably amazing) chocolate and a big-ass diamond.