It really is true that there is no such thing as a free meal! Tonight this cliche rang true. We have a family friend visiting from Ontario. He and his sisters grew up in this neighborhood and although they left over 50 years ago, they all still visit us whenever they are in Nova Scotia. The sisters were close friends of my Mom.
Now, I need to preface this with the fact that this man is very, very kind and generous. But (you knew there was a but...) he can be a little, well, abrasive - obnoxious - you get the idea. I would say he is an acquired taste!
I really believe he doesn't mean to come off that way, but he just does.
He insists that on each visit he takes us out for dinner. Tonight was the night! The plan was to go to a little family-style restaurant in a nearby town. We go there often but if you don't time it just right - there is a line. And trust me, waiting in a line with Mom ---- no picnic. So he arrived to pick us up late and sure enough - a huge honking line!
So we try 2 more places - same deal. I'm hungry, I have a headache starting, and Mom is not on her best behaviour. As you can imagine, the evening
is starting to circle the drain.
Naturally, he was not happy with his meal. If you order Chicken Parmesan in a diner attached to a gas station, do ya really think its gonna be gourmet???? By the time the waitress came back to ask if we wanted dessert, I almost choked to death spitting out the words "no thanks, just the bill".
OK, I'm home, I'm blogging, I'm gonna be hooking in about 5 minutes, calm, relax, its over for another year.