Last night, contessagrrl and I went to a Mexican food place for dinner. After being seated, we ordered a pitcher of margaritas. The waiter looked startled and asked, "A half pitcher?" No, we clarified, a whole one. We then had a delicious meal (we're in good Mexican food country here!), and at the end, the (different) waiter came up and said, "And would you like another pitcher?" We declined.
Somehow, those brackets are representative of this whole trip. Too much, but not too much too much.