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Attribution WILL be enforced.
— Liable To CHANGE At Short-Notice.
They have bought the large grey building on that corner. There used to be vehicles & truck bits in the parking lot — presumably for sale. I gather it used to a restaurant & bar way back. I have been here 13-years & the eatery business precedes I.
But, it has all changed for the good. Genevieve Michaud (from Barnstead) has bought the property & will open it up as a CAFE when the pandemic is ‘history’. That will be cool. To have a nice cafe at the end of our road — & I can already tell that it will be ‘nice’.
In the interim, Genevieve has a delightful Food Truck out there. This is all good. I am so pleased.
In marked contrast to the McDonald’s in Alton (as I pointed out (& they have ACKNOWLEDGED), the Food Truck is TOTALLY CONTACTLESS. I like that. That is how it should be.
The Food Truck (which will morph into the Cafe) is on one of my walking/running routes. So, I will be going by it, on foot, at least once a week. Will I stop & get a coffee? That is the question. That will disrupt my sacrosanct routine & discipline. Will she EVER be able to tempt me to have some of her ‘Apple Pie Bread Pudding‘? Yes, her name has ‘Eve‘ in it, BUT I know, for a fact, that I have better discipline than Adam! SMILE.
Well, now you know where the Food Truck is. You even have the menu. Contactless takeout. ALL GOOD.
I wish them all the best.
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Well, it was Maya’s 9th birthday yesterday, and kind of against my will, we ended up going to the Alton (NH) McDonald’s — because that is the tradition (and I had already established that we were just getting cheeseburgers for the DOGS & nothing for us).
I, being a Brit, NEVER use drive-throughs! Do not like them. Actually hate them. I like to go in an order & of late I can use the self-serve kiosk with aplomb.
Well, I was forced to use the bloody drive-through. NEVER AGAIN — and definitely not during COVID.
They do NOT have outside credit card readers. YIKES.
So, I have to hand my card over to an UNGLOVED kid.
Then get it back. No spraying.
This is NUTS.
Plus his mask did NOT cover his nose.
This is CRAZY.
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From my Facebook (timeline). You can SEE the NAME.
They might be within CDC Code.
Doesn’t matter. Made I feel queasy and OUTSIDE of this virus I have never really worried too much about how food got prepared — coming from a third-world country and having bummed around quite a few other third-world countries.
This just did NOT sit well with I.
SADDEST THING. The SUPREME IRONY.
They were preparing this for ER personnel at the local hospital.
People taking care of other people!
If one person in ER gets it …
This has to be happening all over the place.
He openly asked God to intervene. That was over 3-weeks ago.
Tens of thousands have died.
He must know that he failed.
He must know that he has much say with God as I do — and I might even contend that I have a better relationship with God since he knows I am, totally 100% honest, no nonsense.
The Pope has failed.
Look at the picture. He is slumped to a side.
That he dropped his ‘Vicar of Christ‘ title is NO COINCIDENCE.
He knows he is NOT the ‘Vicar of Christ‘.
He know that he has been an imposter.
I am SORRY. But, this has been bothering I.
Yes, we ordered a LOT of takeout, recently — Sunday, March 22, to be exact — and we enjoyed it for the next 3-days. It was good. It was from our favorite restaurant.
Some of YOU know that I am friends with AT LEAST 4 restaurant OWNERS — and countless folks that work at restaurants.
I sure want to help them and support them.
But, ordering and eating takeout seems counter-intuitive.
Yes, I checked the online reports that claim it is SAFE.
That Sunday we got takeout we ate it — OUTSIDE — WITHOUT first microwaving it. That was a mistake.
If you do get takeout MICROWAVE it — ZP IT GOOD — for a few minutes.
Just imagine. Somebody, asymptomatic, coughs on YOUR takeout as they are packing it.
Yes, microwaving will help. Yes, that will kill the virus (I am sure).
OK. I checked with a DOCTOR. Honest. I did. I do have cousins (who still speak to I) who are doctors. SMILE.
She, who lives in the US, tells me that she will NOT get takeout. That is good enough for I.
I had been thinking about Easter, April 12, 2020.
Where to get takeout.
Now … NO.
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the ‘Daily Mail’ original.
It is all going to be A-OK.
About bloody time — wouldn’t you say?
What was he waiting for? Christmas?
I am NOT even going to ask why God needs to be asked.
Wasn’t God AWARE?
Possible. Did God too think it was a hoax?
All this stuff with God is very confusing to I.
Christians tell me, repeatedly, that God does NOT micromanage and that God gave ‘us’ free will. Wel …
So, why hasn’t it stopped already?
Shouldn’t the pope have asked for God to cure those stricken as well.
I am going to start counting days to see how long it takes God to take action.
Everything is going to be A-OK.
I don’t think I have ever had ‘Chick-Fil-A’. So, I am NOT sure what I am missing. Yes, I have heard stories. I just looked. The nearest one to I is in Nashua, which is 90-minutes away. Hhhhm! The next time I am down South I will have to keep an eye.
I heard the story about these College kids that desperately wanted some ‘Chick-Fil-A’ chicken, on my radio, during my morning walk. That it was Albany Airport resonated. I think I have only flown into Albany Airport once (and I am sure I have never flown out of it). But, that was a pretty special flight for I. One I still remember — 52-years later. Yes, it was in 1968! 52-years ago. So, why was it so special. First airport I ever flew to on MY OWN. I was 14. Not sure exactly how it came to be. We, my adoptive parents and I, were travelling in New York state — we living in Buffalo, NY, 1967-1968. We were in NY city, by car. We were driving back to Buffalo, via Albany. Somehow my father had a ticket Albany, which he didn’t want or need. I convinced him to let me use the ticket and fly from LaGuardia to Albany — and for them to pick me up. He agreed. It was to be my Summer adventure. First flight on my own. I had been flying, frequently, all my life. But never on my own. It worked out. It was an adventure. I waited at Albany for them to arrive. So, that was the main reason this story piqued my interest. ‘My’ airport. I am sure there was no ‘Chick-Fil-A’ in 1968.
These kids should have had the gumption to first call up ‘Chick-Fil-A’ before they pooled their money to buy that $98 ticket.
‘Chick-Fil-A’ would have brought the food out for them. Now we all know. I am sure they are going to be doing a roaring business — following this publicity and now that everyone knows that they will deliver.
Only in America.