My Son Chuck is on jury duty downtown and we have taken the philosophy of "when you are served lemons, make lemonade". So we had a chance of having lunch together. I forced him to walk 6 blocks to the River City Brewery. For Chuck it was a special for the day Patty Melt, me fish and chips. He had to have the onion rings instead of fry. As we were eating a big smile comes across his very expressive face and with a voice filled with a slight grease stain came the words, "This is the best Patty Melt I have ever had". Now that is saying something, in his previous jobs he traveled a great deal and had the opportunity to taste a vast plethora of slightly greasy, well toasted, hamburger slathered with cheese, sandwiches.
It is good times with the tonsorial prince of Patty melts.
Meaningful, not much but, good anyway.
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