After I get done training tonight, I'll have dinner at home in the company of one of my gym's newer young fitness bunnies. I don't know what she'll want to eat, but I'll likely start off with four ounces of fresh gulf shrimp swimming in cocktail sauce, lemon juice and Tabasco sauce.
Then I'll have a Chef's salad fit for a king, with everything but the kitchen sink thrown in (croutons, onions, bacon bits, sliced ham, olives, tomatoes, etc) and topped with a generous portion of red wine vinaigrette dressing.
Finally, I'll sink my teeth into an incredible twelve ounce Fillet Mignon (medium rare of course - cooking it any more should be grounds for beheading IMO) topped with a couple of ounces of Alaskan King Crab lump crabmeat, with a bit of au jus on the side; a huge potato boiled in salt water and topped with a couple of tablespoons each of real butter and sour cream, and large fistfull each of bacon bits and shredded cheddar cheese.
During the course of this gluttonous feast I'll also indulge myself in a couple of glasses of hearty burgundy. I'll finish off with a small portion of one of my favorite desserts - such as cheesecake topped with blueberries, cherries, or crumbled peanutbutter cups.
Afterward, hopefully the young lady will be charmed enough by my indulgences in her to retire with me for the evening to my spacious master bedroom suite and provide me with a night of cheap, meaningless, mindblowing sexual escapades.