Sunday, January 31, 2010

Scenes from a Macaroni Grill in Portland, Maine

Have you ever been to a grandparent's birthday party where everyone ignores the lady of honor entirely, instead chatting with everyone else there, acting as though the old lady in the corner doesn't exist? Apart from a few brief sentences of greeting and farewell, she sits there, knitting quietly, alone in a crowd. At least, until check time rolls around, when suddenly everyone else seems a bit short and can't pay for their rum cake, let alone their lasagna and salads.

It's amazing how some people can get blinders on and not notice things like that sometimes.

3 comments:

Jonathon Arntson said...

Hm...processing.

Steve at Random said...

Yes, I have noticed. It's been said that a gentleman is one who watches out for small children and the elderly because they often can't watch out for themselves. Keep the stories coming...I eat them like ice cream on a hot sunny day. I wish I was there to enjoy this adventure with you, but I'll have to enjoy the next best thing...waiting for you to come to ND to tell me all about it. I big juicy South American steak awaits you at the Seven Seas when you arrive. Plan to spend the evening with good food, good company and great conversation.

Kristopher and Crew said...

That sounds irresistibly tempting Steve, consider it a date!