My Friend Ordered the Most Expensive Items on the Menu and Expected Me to Split the Bill—She Never Saw My Response Coming

“Of course,” she said. “No problem at all.”

I believed her.

That was my first mistake.

The moment we sat down, I felt it immediately.

This wasn’t going to be “light” for her.

She ordered like she was celebrating something.

A large medium-rare steak.

Truffle mashed potatoes.

Creamed spinach.

Grilled asparagus.

And then a glass of continue reading …