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Oh shit.Hospital dining with more planning. Crackers and potato salad.
Enjoy your evening on the town.
I had breakfast this morning on the patio at a little cafe and spent over an hour eating, talking with staff and others, petted a couple of very nice dogs, and generally had a great time people watching.
If you like it, you like it.
Wat made hisse'f a sammich. Potato bread, toasted, mustard and Bellman's, ham, hard salami, and provolone. And a kosher dill spear.



That's nuts...Chicken thigh patties al la provolone, sauteed shrooms, walnuts. Off the carbs again.![]()
I try to pretend they're potato chips.That's nuts...![]()
I don't like potato chips anymore. You know when a potato turns green? I can taste that and the taste lingers in my mouth.I try to pretend they're potato chips.![]()
And it's toxic.I don't like potato chips anymore. You know when a potato turns green? I can taste that and the taste lingers in my mouth.
And it's toxic.![]()
That's not dinner ... that's a space station.
The wings aren't Hooters. They closed here in town. I cooked 'em. I use the sauce sometimes but it doesn't taste at all like real Hooters. These weren't crispy enough. There's like a 1 minute window between crispy and burnt to hell. Lol.That's not dinner ... that's a space station.
Hooters. I'm just sayin'. Not arguing, mind you. I've thought about visiting Hooters. The local grocery establishment has decided they're too risque.