Our summertime weather decided to take a vacation, and the thermometer dipped into the 50s today.
Not so at my Dad’s on the west side of Washington, which usually has the cooler temperatures. They had 90 degrees, while we had only the 60s.
Our tomato plants are SO confused! Even the rhubarb stopped growing. But that was a blessing. It’ll keep the stalks from getting big and tough too quickly.
My husband Charlie brought home some wonderfulstrawberries to mix with the rhubarb. I just love strawberry rhubarb cobbler. AND strawberry rhubarb pie. And don’t forget stewed rhubarb mixed with fresh strawberries, served warm with vanilla ice cream.
Okay, enough of that…or I’ll get up and head off to the kitchen without sharing last week’s favorite joke with you…
A Trucker’s Breakfast…
A trucker came into a truck stop cafe and placed his order. He said, “I want three flat tires, a pair of headlights and a pair of running boards.”
The blonde waitress was brand new, and, not wanting to look dumb, headed back to the kitchen and told the cook, “This guy out there ordered three flat tires, a pair of headlights and a pair of running boards… What does he think this is, an auto parts store?”
“No,” said the cook. “You’re just new. You see, three flat tires…means three pancakes. A pair of headlights…is two eggs, sunny side up. And a pair of
running boards…is a couple slices of crisp bacon!”
“Oh,…I get it!” said the blonde. She thought about it for a moment and then dished up a bowl of beans and gave it to her customer.
The trucker asked, ‘What are the beans for, Blondie?’
She replied, “Oh, well, I thought that while you were waiting for the flat tires, headlights and running boards, you might just as well gas up!”
Isn’t payback sweet? Way to go, Blondie.
That’s back atcha!
Have an absolutely great day, with a big smile for those you meet…
Warm Regards,
Dr. Louise
