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After
paying
for
our
meals
and
leaving
a
tip,
we
left
the
restaurant
feeling
quite
satisfied.
The
restaurant
might
have
some
aesthetic
flaws,
but
they
are
easily
overshadowed
by
the
overwhelmingly
good
food,
drink
and
service
at
the
Teluwut
grill
and
pub.
Dear Abby:
Monthly a
column
Dear
Abby,
I
am
about
to
graduate
high-‐school,
and
I’m
under
unbelievable
pressure
from
parents
and
society
in
general
to
study
in
an
expert
field
such
as
oral
surgery
or
anesthesiology.
All
I
want
to
do
is
have
fun?
Sincerely,
tense
in
Connecticut.
Dear
Tense,
No
one
is
forcing
you
to
go
into
a
medical
field,
or
even
go
to
college
for
that
matter.
As
much
as
I’d
like
to
tell
you
to
go
and
have
fun,
your
family
is
right
in
that
you
do
need
to
start
thinking
about
a
career
field.
But
there’s
no
reason
that
the
field
can’t
be
fun.
Work
hard
so
you
can
have
fun
working
hard.
Sincerely,
Abby.
Dear
Abby,
I’ve
been
really
good
friends
with
my
neighbor
for
years.
He’s
a
really
good
guy,
and
not
just
to
me.
He’s
always
doing
community
service,
or
baking
me
treats,
or
hosting
community
barbeque’s.
The
other
day
I
think
I
caught
him
distributing
confidential
information
about
his
job
for
the
government.
I
know
how
much
trouble
he
can
get
in,
and
I
know
what
he’s
doing
is
illegal.
It
seems
so
wrong
to
bring
the
law
down
on
one
of
my
best
friends,
but
as
a
criminal
he
has
no
right
to
escape
the
law.
What
should
I
do?
Sincerely,
vexed
in
Chicago.
Dear
Vexed,
There
are
people
that
do
the
right
things
for
the
wrong
reasons,
and
people
that
do
the
wrong
things
for
the
right
reasons.
I
you
feel
that,
deep
down,
your
neighbor
is
breaking
the
law
because
he
feels
it
is
right,
then
maybe
you
should
let
him
carry
on
with
his
actions.
Not
that
I’m
telling
you
to
waive
your
right
as
a
concerned
citizen,
but
the
fact
remains
that
this
nation
was
founded
on
a
set
of
moral
laws,
and
not
the
complicated
bureaucratic
mess
that
dominates
the
system
today.
Sincerely,
abby.
Dear
Abby,
I’m
a
cook
at
a
popular
restaurant
and
I
think
my
assistant
is
stealing
my
recpipes.
I
don’t
know
if
he
want
them
for
himself
or
wants
to
sell
them
to
other
restaurants.
I
can’t
just
hide
them.
What
should
I
do?
Sincerely,
clueless
in
Seattle.
Dear
Clueless,
If
you
like
to
have
fun,
you
could
replace
the
recipe
with
uncomplimentary
ingredients,
and
watch
as
chaos
ensues.
Or
you
could
order
the
assistant
to
be
fired;
but
who
would
do
that?
Sincerely,
Abby