Bacon. I've got two stories about Evan for you today. Both have to do with Evan's love for bacon.
In 2017, for Evan's birthday, I took him out for breakfast at McDonald's, his restaurant of choice.
I told him, "Order anything you want, Evan."
He said, "Anything??"
Thinking that he might order something breakfast-y like a sandwich or even hotcakes, I answered, "Yes, anything."
With that answer, he walked up to the counter, and confidently ordered, "Could I please have 20 pieces of bacon?"
And that's all he wanted for breakfast that day at McDonald's.
It was a good bacon moment to remember.
But wait, there's more.
One Saturday afternoon, Evan, Ashley, Julia, Andrew, my parents and I went to an Irish Pub in Olympic village for lunch. When it came time to order, Evan asked the server, "I‘ll have the Fish & Chips, but instead of the chips I’ll have bacon.”
The server, amused at this kid's unabashedly high maintenance request, repeated, "So let me get this straight. You want Fish & Chips. No chips. Just bacon instead. Fish and Bacon?"
Evan: "Yes."
Server: "OK! Let me see what we can do."
When time came for all our meals to be served, guess what came on Evan's custom Fish & Chips order? A plate of Fish & Bacon. No extra charges of course.