Dinner in Boston

So, on Thursday night, I went out to dinner in Boston with a guy that I've recently started to date. We get to the place that we're going to eat at and sit down. I ordered steak tips and he ordered steak fajitas. It turns out that my plate had more meat and a giant baked potato. The waitress brings the food and immediately puts the steak tips in front of Dave. He looks at her and says, 'uh, no. That's her's.' We both look at my plate and think, wow- that's a lot of meat, and we laugh. He's becoming acquainted, very quickly, with my carnivore tendencies.