I’ve been so busy, I haven’t had time to think about the fact that I’m permanently leaving a place I’ve lived for 21 years. When people ask me how I feel, I say that it’s been so overwhelming I’ve been emotionally flat (with periodic spikes of panic). Today in between all the busy-ness, I had two delightful “lasts” that made me feel some bitter-sweet feelings.
The first “last” was breakfast at Lost in the 50’s Diner. It is a block away from my house and has been my Saturday morning breakfast place these many years. I know the names of the other regulars and of the people who work there. I’ll miss chatting about the weather with Dave, the retired guy who eats western omelettes at the bar next to me. I’ll miss Johnny, the guy who wears a cowboy hat and duster coat. I’ll miss Alex and her fun hair styles and cheerful smile. I’ll miss Angela the owner, who is so beautiful and kind. I’ll especially miss Tim, the cook, who calls me by name and is always ready for a friendly chat.
Mmm… breakfast….
My second “last” was with family. My Aunt Linda is in town because her granddaughter had her tonsils out. Last night I met them all at the Crack Pot restaurant for dinner. Cousin Julian and Anna and their whole gang was there. It was awesome to see them again.
I had cream of crab soup and a crab pretzel.
Their cream of crab is loaded with crab meat.
Aunt Linda ordered and shared the Pounder-Plus, which is a gigantic crab cake.
The knife and fork look tiny, but they are normal size. The crab cake is HUGE!
It was all so delicious. This restaurant has been such a regular Baltimore tradition for me and my family. What a wonderful last meal at a wonderful Baltimore restaurant.
So many great memories here.
Now who has time to spread all that mulch, though? Or is this something Denis will be doing over time – poor guy…
Agreed. I’m guessing you are doing this for curb appeal, but that is definitely one job I would never think do before selling a house. Bags of heavy? No thanks.
I’m sure it will look glorious, though!