Just touching in so the beach urchins don’t wonder “where is the blahg?” We have been “arguing” about hams tonight. I thought the GG was all excited about getting a ham from Honey Baked Hams over in Ypsi or wherever, meaning I thought I didn’t have to worry about it. Not necessarily although I think we have it sorted out. I just want a small amount of spiral sliced ham. Why is that so hard to obtain? I am not feeding an army.

Now I’m remembering Easter brunches with The Commander and Radical Betty at the Hotel Ojibway. The restaurant there can be a bit iffy depending upon who is running it (management changes pretty frequently) but when those gals were still alive, it put on some decent holiday brunches with fancy omelet bars and all kinds of stuff. We always took Frooogy with us. Radical Betty LOVED Frooogy. The Commander was a little less entranced.

A while back when I worked at Cubelandia, Cube Neighbor used to travel around to watch Umich hockey games. Once when they were in Sault Ste. Siberia, they stayed in the Hotel Ojibway. There were pics of local folks in the hotel lobby and when she returned she asked about this FinFam guy in one of the pics. I said, “Yes, that was my uncle.”

G’night, KW.

This entry was posted on Thursday, March 28th, 2024 at 8:41 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.