Dear Mema,
This week has been so long, and so full of cruddy news. Our poor cook at the cafe today had to put up with me getting it all.. and I mean all out today. After being on the grumpy side, I decided that it would be best to squirt our cook, "Ernie" with water.... and I did. I pulled the old-fashion hole in a water bottle trick and soaked him down after a disagreement we had about pickles on a tuna sandwich. Ernie, completely surprised that I actually shot him all down his right side decided he was then going to throw me in the pond behind the full-of-laughter cafe. He swiped me up using only one arm (this is where being petite is a problem); luckily, it did not work, after all, I am alive! This is where I say how lucky I am that I have such a wonderful job. In a way, it has to do with my fascination of food, which I believe I get from you. After all, you did teach me a lot, so thank you!
Love, emh
(up above is a picture of a note that our regulars left us... have to love them!)
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