A Young Wife’s Tale

If I knew I only had one day left to live, here’s what I’d like to eat on that last day.

Breakfast:
Diet Coke from a can. There used to be a place called Rise and Dine in Addison. I’d want their French Toast. It’s coated in granola, brown sugar and coconut. Heavenly. Give me a side of bacon. Real, thick bacon, and a bowl of fresh fruit, too. Just no honey dew melon. Yuck.

Yesterday David worked from home. I worked at my job all day. Normally, I’m just part-time, but the receptionist was out, and I had promised to cover for her. It was a lot of added stress, making sure David had his phone, laptop, chargers, etc. early in the morning and then going to work. But, working was kind of a nice break for me. Isn’t that sad? My parents brought us dinner last night. Mom made broccoli (Yay! I love broccoli!) and even pudding.

Luby’s always makes me think of my grandparents. They loved the cafeteria and Denny’s. My mother has a full set of Christmas goblets that my grandparents got from Denny’s on one of those free glass with a meal deals.

There aren’t many cafeterias left around here, but there is one near our house.
My brothers were delighted to find out about this. Brother #1 always orders chopped steak. Brother #2 orders liver and onions. We were strange children.