A Tale of Meat

My dad and I went to Pug Ryan's Brewery for dinner tonight. Dad challenged* me to eat the combo platter of ribs (2 beef ribs and a half rack of pork ribs) and I defeated him. He thinks he conned me into a draw through some talk of dessert, but I ate both heels of the bread, plus a mid section while he only had two. His talk of soup v. salad doesn't count, either.

For the record: nothing makes you feel more like a man than eating meat off the bone. Discuss.

* ordering such a monstrous meal is the same as challenging your guest to eat the same.