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Friday, June 26, 2020

At a quarter to six last night, I stopped at the Community Kitchen for dinner.

Usually, there are plenty of customers in the parking lot, on the curb, sitting on the grass.

But this was 15 minutes before close and it was just me and an older gentleman eating dinner his car. I tried peak at what was for dinner. Something white and gloppy. One of my favorite food groups. As the famed gastronome, H. J. Simpson, would have it, "Mmmmmmm -- white and gloppy."

My heart sank a little bit when I noted the hot table had been torn down, cleaned and replaced.

"Can I still get dinner?"

"Yes, of course," said a young woman. I could tell she was smiling despite the mask because her eyes narrowed.

She turned to some storage containers which still had steam coming from them.

Roast turkey with mashed potatoes and gravy, a green salad and dessert of pears and peaches.

She piled my container fully and sent me off with another smile.

A little Thanksgiving in the middle of June was tasty made better by masked smiles and kindness.

As I've done over the these last few weeks, I'm taking off Saturday and Sunday.

Peace unto you my brothers and sisters.


  1. I drop in once in awhile to see how you are doing and enjoy reading your posts. I presume you are still at the cabin? Really pulling for you, you seem like a good guy who is just hitting a rough patch and who has not been there. Of course if I here of a job around these parts, I'll let you know and if I can be of any help plese let me know.

  2. Definitely beats white glop!!! Happy weekend.

  3. I love that tiny, telling detail, "I could tell she was smiling despite the mask because her eyes narrowed." This is good stuff! Enjoy your weekend!

  4. Hi Rich (Pete from Upland). Don't have any contact info for you, but I saw this Managing Editor position with IU. Thought you might be interested. If the link doesn't work got to and search.