Jim and I had driven from Granite earlier that day, a distance of about sixty miles west. The trip, as always, was pleasant and comfortable. A couple of old friends sharing a laugh and a listen. Jimbo has become part of my family through my daughters and grandchildren. They have all adopted him everyone makes a fuss over him. If he is not there to see a game, they want to know why.
We were famished by the time we got to New Melle and did not expect to find much in the way of fast food. We were pleasantly surprised by the Bavarian Smokehouse & Deli. We both had a turkey on a big crescent roll, with lettuce, tomato and onions. The meat was an inch thick and the veggies' were very fresh. It took a while to finish the sandwich, but it was pleasant work. I do not usually elaborate this much on food (well, maybe desert), but my precious Dena is the only one to make a better deli delight. You almost never get anything this good, "Out".
The photo is of Jim, his sister (teacher & principle) Margie and actress and retired Ram's cheerleader, Amy. The girls are too cute.
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