No not at the "Y", just forget about it, it's the local restaurants we're talkin' bout here. Not a big fan of going out to eat, so we go maybe twice a year, at our anniversary and Andy's B-day. But this month we had the relatives up, Andy's nephew, his wife and their kids. We originally planned to have them over for a barbeque, maybe some other stuff too, but then just before they got here, she slipped in the garden. It'd been raining a lot, and in trying to catch herself, landed on her right arm and cracked a bone at the wrist. So after getting X-rays and a full cast, they didn't think a partial would work, it was off to meet the relatives at one of the local eating establishments. Fortunately, they're pretty easy to please and the kids were reasonably well behaved, but even so, it seemed like an interminable wait for the food. The only consolation was drinking some pretty good beer while rekindling friendships with rellies. The next day we went out to a different place and had to wait almost half an hour for a table for six. The place was half empty and couldn't even get a beer to ease the pain!
Since they've left, we've been out a few more times, mainly breakfast, I guess cause that 's easier and quicker than me messing up the eggs. But tonight it's good home cookin'... turkey franks'n sauerkraut. I'm beginning to suspect Andy's getting a little tired of my fine kitchen skills,
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