Food 30 Jul 2005 05:28 pm
Note to self….
Tonight we ate at Dubb’s. It’s a local greasy spoon kind of diner that has been here since there was just a little train stop, and it’s right by David’s work so the people he works with have described it as a good place to go. There are always tons of cars outside but….
Well, it’s probably best summed up by David, who said as we left, “That’s one tree that should have been cut down a looooonnng time ago.”
Serves me right I guess. I’m such a sucker for “local” and “charming” and “historical” that I romantize places like that, hoping to find the gem of homemade pie, great fresh veggies, or some other simple goodness.
We could start at with the fact that every single item origionated from a frozen cardboard box….or the fact that the mashed potatoes they brought for the baby were instant….or that the hushpuppies were so bad that we spit them into our napkins.
Or we could just let it go and say “lesson learned”.
In other news, we have a house mystery. The Seals have landed, which means, that some darling is continually landing an army action figure into the toilet bowl. Every one of them denies it which probably proves that every one of them is guilty. Take your pick: the only girl, sharing a room with brothers and feeling overtaken by guns, swords, and army men? The little brother who is jealous of the owner of said army men and feeling left out? Or the biggest one, who watches too much Napoleon Dynamite and is often doing stuff like that “just to see what would happen”? At least so far each time it’s been into a CLEAN bowl.
I’ll let you know if we solve it.
