Today is a big day as someone with a strong interest in buying our house is scheduled to view it at about 11 of the clock, Stepford time. Of course, instead of spending the evening cleaning so that we could goof-off this morning, we went out and had supper at The Flatiron Cafe.
After many months of planning and preparation, Key and Cindy Adcock served breakfast, lunch, and dinner from 6:00 am until closing. Key looked exhausted when we saw him, maybe around 5:15 or 5:30 pm. Said he’d been 10 minutes late his first day on the job. He said Cindy had arrived on time. Key said they didn’t have quite as big a breakfast crowd as they expected, but were very busy during lunch, from about 11:00 to 2:00. Cindy, when we saw her, said she was tired, too, but didn’t look it.
Caution-Lady and I didn’t expect to get in, thinking the cafe would be packed to capacity, but at the time we arrived, we had our choice of seating. The place did fill up pretty quickly thereafter. We fed on fried green tomatoes, Philly cheesesteak steamer sandwich, onion rings, fried catfish and hushpuppies.
Seventy-Six ate a baby food concoction of green beans and rice washed down with a few ounces of milky-milk. He did well, and didn’t squall until it was time to leave. Then he voiced his discontent the entire drive home, which normally lulls him to sleep.
I must get busy now. Sweep the floors, scrub things, and tidy up.