A Yearly Treat

We met my best old ex-teaching buddy Mabel on Thursday, to have lunch with her and her husband. Our meeting place is a little restaurant on our way to Casino Town. No, we did not go to the casino. It's a busy time getting ready for Christmas. Mabel and I exchange gifts, and she gets a whole batch of Chex Mix, while I receive handmade chocolate-covered cherries, made by Mabel's own hands. Maybe I can get a picture of those in the future. Today, you're here for a respite from Bargain House talk, to feast with your eyes.

We arrived at 11:00. Hick was happy, because that meant he could still order from the breakfast menu. He had what I think was called Breakfast 2.

That's biscuits with gravy, sausage patties, hash browns, and two fried eggs over medium. Oh, and not soda, but tea for Hick's beverage.

 I had the chicken bacon sandwich, with fries. That's mayo and ketchup on the side. This picture doesn't really do my sandwich justice. So I'll give you a side view:

Thick, juicy chicken breast. And you can see the tomato on top, and melted pepperjack on the chicken. I did not want the lettuce on mine. What you can't see is my pickle spear hiding behind the sandwich. I love a good dill pickle.

Mabel had a classic cheeseburger. Her favorite, the Smoked Gouda Pork Burger, is only served on Mondays. She has commanded that we return in January, ON A MONDAY, to eat this burger. I'm game!

Mr. Mabel had pancakes, modeled here by Mabel's own chocolate-covered-cherry-making hands. Poor Mr. Mabel endured some dental work the previous day, and can only eat soft foods for about a month! I don't have sympathy for many people, but I DO have sympathy for Mr. Mabel. I hate going to the dentist. He had a bruised jaw, like my mom used to get from the dentist. He also had some scrambled eggs to accompany the pancakes.

Hick and I devoured every morsel on our plates, but Mabel and her mister did not. We are gluttonous locusts when we go out, consuming everything in sight. Keep your hands and feet away from our mouths! If you like looking online at food pictures and menus, here's a link. I was waffling between that chicken sandwich, and the smoked turkey/bacon sandwich, and the kettle beef. I guess we can go back more often so I can try them all!

A nice visit was had by all. Mabel updated me on the latest happenings with mutual acquaintances, and Hick and Mr. Mabel talked nonstop about nothing. I swear, those two could have their own TV show about nothing. At least it's like nothing to me. Cars, guns, flip houses, flea market stores...

Can you believe they all tried to tell me how glorious knee replacement surgery can be??? I swear, for a minute, I thought this whole reunion was a cleverly-planned intervention! Two things DID pique my interest. "They have units in the hospital where you can stay and get physical therapy for up to 10 days, or you can go home the same day." And, "You will be able to do things in the afternoon that you couldn't do in the morning before your surgery."

We'll see what January brings. For sure, it won't be bringing me a knee replacement.