We got out late this morning, still hopeful of getting a late breakfast or early lunch before hitting Sam’s Club and Kroger.
Driving past Olive Garden, we noticed the parking lot was full to overflowing into the Chili’s lot and there was a huge crowd standing outside the door.
Oh, yeah. Mother’s Day.
Ditto Cracker Barrel, ditto IHOP. So Maria suggested the Dixie Cafe, apparently blocking from her memory all of the disappointing dining experience we have with that place.
An hour later, the block is gone.
I had a toasted cheese sandwich that was as bland as a piece of cardboard. Naturally, they eschew interesting cheese like cheddar for American cheese. Honest to God, it looked like a piece of yellow-orange plastic between two toasted slices of white bread. And that’s what it tasted like.
I’m having a cup of Joe’s Choice at the Books-A-Million Joe Muggs Cafe to wash the nasty taste from my mouth.
The upside of shopping on Mother’s Day? There was nobody in front of us in the checkout line at Sam’s Club.
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