Dependa at Teppan Restaurant My child has been asking us to take him to a local Benihana type restaurant for a while now.  We don't usually go because the food is excessive and we end up taking half of our meal home. However, we decided to indulge him one time, because he wants to see the chef do some fire tricks and record them. As we were perusing through the menus, a fit guy, his hamplanet gf and its fat brother waddles in.  It is easily over 220 lbs and stands about 5'3'.   Unsurprisingly, even in not so bright lighting, I could tell it spent a lot of time putting on a full face of make up (think Kardashian spackle).  The hair was done too - all that effort when you know you'll end up smelling like grilled food afterwards.  The waitress comes and takes the orders.  Of course it orders soda.  It clarifies that it wants fried rice, but with zero vegetables and wants NO vegetables at all for the sides except mushrooms.  The fat siblings order two items and the fit bf orders one. They also spend some time asking the waitress just how much pieces exactly, they were getting out of each shrimp order. Because god forbid they give them 11 instead of 12...it'd be some fatastrophe. The chef comes and proceeds pouring the sauces.  It abruptly cuts off the chef and says, "I want ALL mustard sauce." Mustard sauce has the consistency of ranch.  I don't like putting sauces in my meals in general, so I've never tried it, but it definitely looked like it had a lot of calories. When the fried rice was cooked, it slathers the sauce on its rice cup immediately and starts digging in. The chef has some extra rice left and we politely refuse, but guess who happily waves their plates for more? Throughout the dinner, ham asks for 2 MORE REFILLS of mustard sauce.  BTW, each ramekin is meant for two different sauces, so that's a total of 6 servings. I try my best not to stare for the most part.  It's both fascinating and horrifying to see what sheer amount of food fats can eat. I overhear some of the conversation and the bf is talking about the military confirming my suspicions that it is, indeed, a Dependa.  Anyway, at one point, my husband asks for a bite of my steak, so I offer him one by reaching over to him using my fork. Now you see, this is very typical for us.  It's not PDA or anything, it's something we do because we're comfortable with each other.  The couple sees this and here where it gets pathetic.  The pigfucker and the pig try to "outdo" us by suddenly cuddling. And the hilarious thing of all, is that the pigfucker is glancing at me the entire time while the hambeast gf is nuzzling his neck.  Are they really that insecure they have to prove their affection to strangers? We finish eating and as expected, we pack majority of our meals away, while the fats have emptied their plates clean and are asking for drink refills.  I tell my family "I think I want something sweet."  I don't honestly know how it could have heard me since I didn't say it loudly but I guess fats have super senses when it comes to sugar .  The hog's face lights up automatically and repeats what I said, then proudly states that it had donuts this morning and had more home.  It looks at me, and I don't know whether it was trying to brag or wants me to give it positive affirmation like, "you go gurl, you do you and eat those donuts!" but I decided to ignore it and in a clear voice say, "Forget it, I don't want the extra calories." My husband agrees and we leave.   Once in the car, my husband shakes his head and asks, "How can that fit guy be dating something like THAT? He's decent looking.   She eats twice as much as he does. I don't get it." I shrug and explain what a Dependa is, and now he has a new word to add to his vocabulary.