It is amazing to watch the cook at the Waffle House doing his job. He is so adept at what he's doing: cracking two eggs in one hand, separating the yolks, flipping the omelets with the other oiling the grill for the potatoes, pulling the bacon out and putting it on the grill et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. I had cheesy eggs, crisp bacon, buttered raisin toast with a side of grits which I gave to Puppies and Dante's Pop as I don't like grits. The only drawback with Waffle House is the servers do not walk around and keep your coffee cup filled. I think that it's a corporate decision for the sake of being safe from spills. They work in really tight quarters so if you need a refill the waitstaff take your cup to the pot! I don't think anyone in Louisiana drinks decaf! So I go along with getting high first thing in the morning on two big mugs of regular. A hyper start to the day.
Had a pleasant visit with one of my seventeen Deojay cousins yesterday in Hammond Louisiana. She has lived in the South since 1994. I brought her some rhubarb tubers to plant at her farm in Picayune, Mississippi. She seems to have a green thumb and also runs a horse rescue operation. Quite an interesting woman. Our oldest will be returning from Germany this evening so we'll be able to visit with him for a while before we head back North next Tuesday. Have had a wonderful time holding six month old babies while on this stay. Such a perfect age for gibber jabbering and laughing at people as you drop the toys proffered. Also very nice to be able to calm a little one and let them fall asleep in your arms.
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