Speaking of that memorial service, I had
another meeting with the family yesterday to finalize things and give them an
idea of what the flow of the service will look like. I was going to meet them at their house, but
they called back and suggested meeting at a fairly new little Italian restaurant
around the corner from our house. I hadn’t
been there yet. In fact I didn’t even
know the place was there. I never take
that route for any of my trips, so it just wasn’t on my radar. As it turned out, the place was really
nice. Very clean, and the lady who
waited on us was very nice. I think she
and her husband run the place. There was
no one there but us at the time, so I don’t know how well they are doing. Jim ordered two different appetizers for us
to munch on while we talked. Very
strange creations. One was a piece of
French bread with a tomato slice, some kind of white stuff that I assumed was
some kind of cheese, and a leaf from a tree on top of that. I guess the leaf was spinach or
something. I’m not too good at
recognizing anything other than sycamore leafs.
It was actually pretty tasty. The
second one was some kind of fried ball of stuff with that ragu-looking sauce
poured on it. When we cut inside, it had
rice and peas and some kind of melted cheese.
There was probably more stuff, but that was all I could recognize. Whatever it was, it sure tasted good. I would order it again if I knew what it was
called. Guess if we ever go back I could
just ask for the rice pea cheese fried ball of Italian yummy. They could probably market it under that name,
don’t you think? And you want to know
the best part about my whole culinary experience yesterday? When I got home Chris had made supper. You guessed it. Spaghetti and garlic bread.
Psalms 115:14-15 says, “May the Lord make you increase, both you and your children. May you be blessed by the Lord, the Maker of
heaven and earth.”
Father, thank you for new experiences with
my senses. Makes me appreciate your
creative genius all the more. Amen.
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