I was rolling into the dining room and met Grace, from the next table, rolling out.
"Not staying for lunch," I asked.
"My husband told me to 'get out'," she said somewhat abashed.
"Why? What did you say?" I asked.
"I just said, 'I'd rather eat dog food than the Salisbury Steak they serve here.'"
Well, you can't fault her good taste, just her bad manners.
6 comments:
LOL...........you are a trip! B. Lynne
What a hoot!! Poor Grace... But have felt that way at times about school food...
Jackie
LOL
enjoy your weekend:)
Deb
She is a woman that knows what she wants ! I've eatten some pretty bad stuff before and if it does not look pleasing to the eye I keep on moving! Have a great weekend !
Oh Chuck, can I ever get in on this subject. We have Salisbury Steak at least once a week and I refuse to touch it. My bigest squawk is the constant chicken. At the Resident's Council Meeting last Wednesday I asked if the head cook had a book back there entitled "1001 Ways to Cook Chicken"? Everybody laughed, but the management got my point!
desannie
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If I could drive to wherever you are in a day, I'd bring you a full dinner made by a girl who had a French mother.
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