I took my daughter, who was 25 at the time, to Ponzio's for breakfast. We took our seats at the back counter, where I always sit. She sat between me and Terry Horgan, who she did not know. After exchanging morning pleasantries, my daughter ordered eggs with French fries. As we were enjoying our meal, Terry reached over and, with his fork, took a French fry from my daughter's plate, dipped it in her ketchup and ate it. Not realizing he was joking, I thought my daughter would explode. I finally convinced her it was all a joke. Before we left, Terry and my daughter became friends.