Thursday, September 5, 2013

Never mess with old folks and their food

We spent Labor Day with Aunt MacGuff. Her retirement home likes to throw parties for every conceivable occasion, but they have a slight logistical problem in serving residents and guests food. Sometimes they run out of the good stuff. Promised sliced beef? You're getting a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

To fix this problem the administrative staff decided to only let the residents who have guests make reservations. That's logical, I mean residents only live there until they die. Why should they have priority? The residents, however, did not take that shit lying down.
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Toddler Flails-a-lot loves a good melee with her barbecue.

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  1. It's the smell of the food that I can't shake the memory of.

    1. Wait, good memory or bad memory? 'Cause bbq is the ultimate in happy smells to me. That and roast pig. Not as good as chocolate and coffee, but close...


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