Driving to Douglas County on Highway 13 is really nice. Quiet backroads, 55 gas-saving miles per hour, interesting towns—a nice pace for a vacation.
But if you have to eat something besides Subway or McDonalds, your odds diminish rapidly after six o'clock.
Even with such an inviting invitation, an eloquent plea for us to partake of a sumptuous banquet, nay, a convivium, we still must politely decline the invitation to EAT.
Actually, it came across as more of a command. EAT, and EAT you will. NOW. Pull over your car, get out, and EAT, dammit.
We would have but we couldn't find a parking space.
1 day ago