SO I have not been well of late. Traveled to Washington DC for Xmas after no trip last year. Good to see my family. Actually traveled there the day after Xmas and came back Jan 2. I have been backsliding with my CHF of late, and borrowed a portable oxygen concentrator from my O2 supplier to take with me. I finally had the energy to return it today. Drove up to downtown Lansing for that I am towing a bottle with me for running around. An errand like this makes me feel more or less human, so we went out for lunch during the trip.
Stopped by my young friend's house - the guy I am mentoring in electronics. He had $500 bucks for me from gear he had sold for me. Old Maestro Fuzz pedal, and other interesting things. I dropped off to him a small Xmas gift - some I found at the store. This guy is a total Star Wars freak.
https://www.walmart.com/ip/Campbell-s-S ... /179780647
I decided I could spring for lunch.
I didn't have it in me for a big plate of sushi, so we settled for Bob Evans, a family restaurant chain. I was thinking CHicken N Noodles, but when I saw the Pot Pie in the menu, I had to have it. It is a fave of mine.
https://www.bobevans.com/menu/dinner/heartland-pot-pie
We go there every now and then. And I usually order the pot pie. And every time, a manager comes around to ask how our meals are. SO I always explain I ordered the pot pie, and you know, there isn't a darn bit of pot in the whole dish. And EVERY TIME, they miss the joke. "Oh, you mean what do we cook them in?" or "No, we bake them on a sheet pan." After a little back and forth I have to tell them. It is a marijuana joke. Pot. Pot pie. See? I always thought it was a simple obvious joke. But no.....
SO today, for the first time, I complained ther was no pot in my pot pie, and by god the young manager actually got it.
Our waitress got it, but by the way she was laughing and giggling the entire time we were there, I imagine she was on the stuff.