It's a little game we play with our kids whenever we go out to eat. Who can last the longest with the stupidest milk moustache before wiping it off before others notice? Okay, so it's not the most suave of lessons for our juniors' future dates, but it passes the time and pumps \'em full of calcium. The game is easier at some restaurants than others. And at Dan's, it's the easiest, because their milk comes out of one of those big shiny, chromey, boxy things with the big-bulbed handle on it. It is so cool and soooo cold, we've been known to moooooooooooo with approooooooval.
