Merry Christmas! I just want to give you a sense of the merriment that permeates my life.
I was having a conversation with my husband Sparky. We were discussing how we don’t have a “go to” breakfast restaurant since Calamity Jane’s closed and Honker’s went out of business. He was trying to remember the name of a restaurant…
Sparky: It has a long name but I can’t remember it. You know the place…
Me: You have to give me a little more of a hint if I’m going to guess.
S: It has cheese in the name. You know…
S: No, that’s not it. It’s an old restaurant. Like the “Rustic Bucket”.
M: The Rustic Cabin? (that was a well love restaurant in my hometown.)
S: No, no. But like that. Sort of. I think it had old in the name.
M: The Old Country Buffet?
S: (Shakes his head no)
M: The Old Oaken Bucket? (a restaurant/bar near campus)
S: Not that! You know, we ate there a couple times…
M: Fiddler’s Hearth?
S: No! It has cheese and a wooden bucket…
M: I’m drawing a blank. Denny’s? Shoney’s? Big Boy?
S: NO! We got a geocache there. They always have them next to hotels.
M: Bob Evans??
S: Bob Evans?! That doesn’t have anything to do with buckets of cheese!
M: Cheese, lard, its almost the same thing. You need to give me a little more to go on.
S: You KNOW the place! They have a bunch of stuff for sale.
M: Like more than breakfast?
S: Yes! No! I mean yes they serve lots of different food and they have a store.
M: I don’t know what to say. I have no idea what you are talking about.
S: The place with the rocking chairs…
M: Oh! You mean Cracker Barrel??
S: YES that’s the place!!
M: (at this point I started laughing) OK. I guess it makes sense – cheese goes with crackers and a bucket is kind of like a barrel…
His mind works in mysterious ways. Merry Christmas to all!