Lunch yesterday was pleasant/horrific. I went to Perkins Pancake house or whatever it is called. My ride was a treat, my friend Bob is in town from Tampa. I haven't seen him in over a year. We decided to have lunch for the first time in a long time.
It was enjoyable. The food is reasonably good. I had broccoli cheese soup, a favorite of mine and the usual chicken strips appetizer. It is good, four strips of good size lightly breaded and dipped in honey-mustard or ranch dressing.
Conversation was better than the lunch. I have so little in common with most people at work that talking to someone to whom I don't have to adapt my speech or to whom I need not explain my expressions is a treat.