Long weekend hours persist, and if I was questioning the decision to continue opening early on Saturdays & Sundays, I do no longer. The town was jumping all weekend with the weather bringing folks to the shore and a chance to have one more fling at the beach.
Served 300 diners at lunch yesterday and more than 200 today. Everyone continues to be in a jolly mood, enjoying the sun and sand without the summer crowds.
Hruumph! And I thought this was going to be a quiet, easy weekend. For reasons I won't go into, I was pressed to remain at my post for an additional 1.5 hours. This meant 10.5 hours on my tired, old feet and so I literally waddled home.
While typing this I am enjoying a few olives as supper is being cooked. Tonight is Thai Lamb Curry Sausage (from guy at the Farmers Market) with roasted fingerling potatoes and a cucumber/tomato salad. Simple, refreshing and about all I have the energy to cook tonight.
Oh, and I just noticed (looking down at my bare feet) that my ankles are swollen to twice normal size. No wonder they hurt. This hasn't happened in a very long time.
After supper and a shower, I will slide under the bed covers with ice compresses on the feet and the Kindle at hand for a little reading before sleep. Tomorrow is my Friday - my weekend is Tuesday & Wednesday - and I am looking forward to resting up on one of the two.
The aromas from the kitchen are distracting and I still have to prep the salad. I'll finish the martini and likely enjoy a glass of wine with the meal. I'll report on the lamb sausage in the near future...or not.
And so it goes.
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in my current 'whisky' education phase, I can not remember when I last had a martini. I need to have one soon.
ReplyDeleteYes you do, and when that happens, raise your glass and think of me. I will do the same.
ReplyDeleteCheers!
Take care of yourself! I know a customer comes first, but you've only one life to live.
ReplyDeleteDear, you have to stop wearing your heels at work. Flats, I say flats!
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