manly men eats … and, i ain’t joking! huge hunks of meat, chunks of fresh bread, that’s it. it’s fill yer plate, and feed yer face … miss manners would shit her britches! oh, and lots of booze. and, although i wasn’t allowed to leave hungry – my friend armtwistedinsisted i stay for eats, i was somehow (surprisingly) able to deflect countless gratis offers of all kinds of drinks from the guys … even brandy, yep, def manly manly, lol!