So Charlie and I went to New Albany (Indiana) to take some books to the Friends of the Library book sale building there. We stopped at Destinations Booksellers (AWESOMESAUCE!), and then had lunch at Daisy’s.
The sign below says, “Line starts here.” I thought it said, “LIFE starts here.” I was like, Ah, people who understand my relationship with food. I’m in the right place.
Outside the bathroom doors. Thought of Joey’s Friday post.
Charlie had liver and onions and was surprised that it wasn’t good. He used to love liver and onions, but he hasn’t eaten it for so long (because of health concerns), he’s lost his taste for it. I can’t decide if that’s a happy or a sad. I had Roast Beef Manhattan, one of my favorites from childhood, when we used to get it at some lunch counter in downtown Louisville, back when ladies (and little girls) wore dresses and white gloves to shop downtown. Mine was BELICIOUS!!!!!!!
I am just all about Joey today, aren’t I? You would think this was Thursday Joey instead of Thursday Doors. But, no, it’s Thursday Doors, part of a link up hosted by Norm Frampton, photographer extraordinaire. Visit his site, enjoy his wonderful photographs, click on the blue frog link, and enter a world of doors.
A WRITING PROMPT BASED ON MY PROMPT: Write about two clocks. Make them show different times. Also: Life starts here.