Questions unanswered

Our first night in the South, my family and I opted to have dinner at a highly-rated restaurant located a block away from the hotel. When ordering, I asked the waiter which dessert in the pre fixe menu was less fattening. He looked at me and said something similar to the following. "Ma'am, have you seen the guy who owns this place? He basically ate himself cripple. We use one hundred pounds of butter every day at this place, so I don't think there is an answer to your question." In shock, I opted for the bread pudding and immediately thought of all the exercise it would take to burn off the many MANY calories.