We wearily pulled into a Cracker Barrel, took our number, and plunked down at a shellacked wooden table. We took turns playing the triangular peg puzzle and trying to beat the other person's record. We ordered. They got the order wrong. We nursed our water and lemon till the partial order finally came, they promised us the rest, and we tucked into it with great gusto. Sated with cornbread and warm food, we laughed and talked and didn't care quite what we were eating. We just got pleasantly full, sleepy, and 20 dollars poorer. And loved every minute of it!
For two folks who are trying to move towards simplicity and eating ONLY our own homemade and homegrown food, I guess this week is a record for eating out. Well, no one ever said progress was overnight. Tonight's meal at least had THE primary essential ingredient... happiness!
(I'll keeping trying for the higher ground over the long term...)