Pati here
I had a memory of having eaten there before as well. A long time ago. I was sure glad for the fish and chips on the buffet--strange Chinese buffet. And what they had labelled as Chop Suey was very finely chopped cabbage and celery in sauce, but not bad at all. We ate well and no-one needed supper.
We knew it would be flying visit. David really doesn't like to drive in the dark. He's seeing an opthamologist about his cataracts sometime next month. It was just as well we left when we did. The day was very overcast with unexpected foggy patches. Not that the fog bothered us, but it closed in and became dark quite early.
Yesterday I went to a "Stitch'n'Bitch" session at a local organization --Mentoring Artists for Women's Art (MAWA). Yesterday was International Women's Day and they had a special session arranged. Usually these sessions are just drop in knitting or crafting with coffee and cookies, but this time they had four different craft tables set up with attending artists/teachers. One was the lady I took the dyeing workshop from a couple of weeks ago, there was one who was prepared to help with crochet, one lady was guiding people through making dolls and the last was for making little books to fit in match boxes. I now have adecorated matchbox with two tiny books in it. There was food--sandwiches, veggies and fruit and dainties. But after 1 1/2hours I was off to a Stampin' Up party at Amber's. What an ordeal that was! There was another older woman (the mother of a young man that Darren mentors) but otherwise there were four young mothers--and their chirldren. The demonstrator took four hours to take us through her presentation. By that time all of the children, who had beenplaying in the basement, were tired and hungry--and so were the mothers. I got to the point where I wondered if the idea was that she wouldn't let us go until we bought something.
But now I'm looking at a quiet week until we head down south next Sunday.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
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