I had taken Kristie out to dinner. It was one of those "hole-in-the-wall" restaurants that you would never go into unless someone took you there. (It was the Enjoy Cafe for those of you who have visited us in Mongolia).
It is an inexpensive place with good steaks. You can buy a thin steak at that cafe for about three dollars. Add a drink & salad and the price will still be less than $5. It is within walking distance of where we live on a nice fall evening. We took a walk there while a babysitter watched the kids. Kristie ordered a bowl of soup; I asked for a steak. (If you ever come to Mongolia and go to Enjoy Cafe, get the steak not the soup).
I had eaten a salad and about half of the steak and found myself pleasantly full. I thought I would take the rest of the steak home because Caleb really enjoys the steaks at Enjoy Cafe. Kristie and I were conversing and enjoying the evening out. Suddenly a drunk man staggered into the cafe. Public drunkenness is not an unusual spectacle in Mongolia; we did not think much of it.
The waitresses quickly confronted him. But it turned out that he just wanted the two liter coke bottle that he was carrying filled up with water. They waitress was kind enough to put water in his bottle as he swayed at the counter. He was on his way out the door when he came by our table. I try to avoid eye contact with drunks as they sometimes
get violent with foreigners. Since we were the only foreigners in the restaurant, I thought it would be best to just ignore him.
So I really was not paying attention as he traveled by our table and napped the half of a steak that was sitting on my plate. The waitresses were aghast. One of them hurried over to our table and offered me another new steak. I declined because I was already full. Kristie and I both laughed over the incident. We were shocked that the drunk man purloined my sirloin.