We really did have supper last night. Only trouble was, our Internet cut out. That sure makes it hard to do a posting. Funny how that changed the evening, how reliant we are. So, slightly belated, but true as ever.
Suppers here are a help-yourself operation. There’s plenty to choose from and nobody makes you take anything you don’t want. The salad bar offerings let everyone pick and arrange, as do the main courses – chicken, creamed corn and Schwartzie’s hashbrowns.
Unfortunately, nobody who works in the kitchen is named Schwartzie. When I asked why the potatoes were called that, one of the women told me, “That’s just their name.”
So be it. God bless. Amen.
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