The spouse & I went to Waxahachie on Valentine's Day to eat lunch at the Olive Garden. Son Roger had given us a gift card Christmas. It was the perfect time. We both "love" the salad and bread sticks. I cannot believe anyone could not love the salad and bread sticks. She had a spaghetti with garden veggies and I had the chicken parmigiana. Both were a delight. The waiter was nice.
I might add that in some cases the tables are a bit too close. We two sat at a table designed for four. Less than a foot to the West was an elderly type couple sitting at another table designed for four. As I started looking at the menu (they actually have 3 menus including the one for chocolate and mixed drinks), as I started looking, the lady next to us started whomping on my table and talking to me about the menu not being the lunch menu....like I would know. She apparently had some type of a menu on her smart phone - I think -
Twice she did this. Twice.
I tried to explain that I JUST didn't know. I go to Olive Garden maybe every other year if it is handy and I want to go broke.
The nurse, I mean waitress, walked by after a few long moments - Do you want the explanation?
here it is. On holidays and special days, Olive Garden doesn't use the lunch menu - everyone gets the full blown night menu - and prices...and portions. They made money on Valentine's.
We have this chocolate and sugary problem around here. I try to not give candy to my wife or flowers for that matter. I don't understand jewelry or flowers. I understand hamburgers and jerky. The other stuff - not so much. So this holiday, I gave her a Snickers Bar and a bright red new tea kettle which whistles. Now we can heat water for tea (maybe instant coffee). It is a nice addition to the top of the stove.
Not much happened today. Pretty day. Wind has started to pick up tonight.
Laura dropped by to give some chocolates to my wife. That was nice.
A "STONE" is a family word for a personal story or thought, not quite an essay or short story. We moved to central Texas to be near a daughter. We are down to only one wirehair dachshund - Sadie. (Goodbye in 2021 to Oscar the ball boy and Bruno the larger twin) & my wife -- penned by a retired Texas H.S. band director - just nonsense thoughts unrelated to each other or anything other than what's happening and comments.
Friday, February 15, 2019
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