no grits

This morning on car rider duty I happened to look up between the eaves of the metal walkway and my building. 

       

  "Gosh, that's pretty." I thought.  Now ignore the metal carport and look at the moon, sky and pecan tree.

      

At 7:30 a.m. this isn't a bad view. It was only two weeks ago, before daylight savings time took effect, that we were opening car doors in the dark.  Don't be fooled and think, "Ahh, sunny Florida.  If only I could be there right now."  That beautiful blue sky is an indication that the night temperatures will plummet into the twenties over night.  Brrrrr!  That is too cold for me!

"I'm sorry about the cold weather,"  one mama apologized as she dropped her little darling off.  "Yeah, me too,"  I answered.  "Do you want to switch places?"  She shook her head and exclaimed,  "No, thank you," and I could have sworn she burned rubber getting away from me.  Do you think she thought I was going to yank her out of her toasty car and stick her out in the 28 degree weather with me?

Well, tonight I picked mom up for our Tuesday night dinner. "Where do you want to eat?"  I asked.

"How about Waffle House."  So that's exactly where we went.

      

 Not much to look at, but I will tell you right now that those over easy eggs, hash browns, bacon and toast hit the spot.  Especially, with hot coffee to wash it all down.  MmmmMmm!  Good eating every once in a while.

      

Since Mom and I were the only customers for about twenty minutes I asked our waitress and cook if I could take their photograph.  They happily obliged. 

I do worry about Waffle House, though.  Tonight they didn't have any orange juice.  I told the waitress it was a good thing I wasn't pregnant and relayed the story about me being pregnant with Merry Jennifer in 1972.  Back then Truett and I went to a Waffle House and I ordered toast and jelly along with my bacon and eggs.  The waitress back then told us they were out of jelly.  Well, my hormones were raging all over the place and I lit into the waitress and manager for all I was worth.  "NO JELLY IN A BREAKFAST PLACE!  UNHEARD OF!"  I refused to eat my food,Truett apologized, and quickly ushered me out of there. 

My waitress tonight said,  "I'm sure glad you aren't pregnant tonight 'cause we're out of grits."

Comments

[Nancy]

God, I LOVE the south!!

[Truett/Grandaddy]

"NO JELLY IN A BREAKFAST PLACE! UNHEARD OF!" Had that been all she said, it would have been okay, BUT, she went so far in her hormone driven rage that it has been only in the past few years that we have been allowed back into a Waffle House. I usually call ahead to make sure they have jelly, grits, hash browns, toast, biscuits, eggs, bacon, sausage, coffee, all the juices, etc., etc.. She is not so hormonally driven these days, but I am not taking any chances.

[sherry]

Smart man.