When we pulled up to this little shop in the middle of seemingly nowhere I sent my friend in to see if we should bother getting out. I hate dirty restaurants and I wasn't sure this was going to pan out. The building was looking a bit dodgy and we were in the middle of nowhere. I have some standards when food is involved. So, knowing me and my standards, C went in to investigate. Here's the news she came out with. "The place looks pretty clean, the bread looks fresh, the lettuce is green, they have pepper jack cheese, there is ice in the soda fountain- but no cherry coke, they don't have tomatoes and they only have 3 cookies, but I told the lady that if she baked some fresh ones we would stay." As I was listing off everything that C checked on, the look on my husbands face expressed, "really, you don't know where MJ gets this problem from? You are hilarious!" Hey, those were all legitimate concerns and this list was born from some bad experiences. There is nothing worse than stale bread! Am I right? After 2 days without a soda and hanging out with 110 middle school kids, the perfect soda to ice ratio is a must! It is pretty much medicinal. I don't think fresh produce is too much to ask for and you have to have cookies, I mean come on! We got fresh out of the oven warm cookies because we asked. Which, by the way, for the record, my laughing husband has asked for whenever there aren't cookies.
Curse my picky genes. Having kids really puts a magnifying glass on every bad attribute that you have and managed to pass along. At least we usually have a good laugh about it, and a good amount and laughing and teasing were had on this one. :0)

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Oh, Heath. I wish I could have been there for this discussion. I have a special place in my heart for your food standards. :-) Wouldn't have you any other way!
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