We’ve given up on trying to eat out here and that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I’ve written before about how we miss different types of ethnic food, but even the restaurants we have here aren’t very good – or good for you.
I was usually caught trying to grab something not very healthy the nights I was covering meetings for the local paper here. On December 30, after I covering one such meeting, Dale and I stopped to get something just a little before 8 (most things, including restaurants, close by 8).
When we were presented with a meal that was lower quality than what we could have found in a TV dinner and could barely choke it down, and then presented with a $25 bill for it, I said, “Enough.”
S.A.B.L.E-Please contact me this weekend with your address or I will have to draw another winner for the Sanyo batteries and charger!
There hasn’t been a whole lot to do around The Little House since winter socked it to us in the form of a 12-inch snowstorm last week. Although the weather was a bit warmer and some of the snow melted off, another storm hit us yesterday which is taking the form between rain, freezing rain and they say, snow later this afternoon.
This is where working (writing), reading, gathering stuff for taxes and cooking comes in.
Last Saturday, on the second day of being snowed in, we watched a couple of favorite movies from our collection, which brought up the topic of our old lives in the city. We decided if we were still there on a cold wintry day, we would probably would have been sitting at our favorite Mexican restaurant with our friends and neighbors who lived across the street from us, enjoying a pitcher of beer or margaritas.