There's a small pub across the street from where my husband worked years ago. He was a frequent customer, at least weekly, maybe more often, when he worked nearby. He still pines for their buffalo wings so we took a day trip up there during my vacation this week. He loved the wings as usual, and we each had a burger... I think the adventure was more about me watching him revisiting his beloved wings, a culinary delight lost on me.
This is my five hundred sixth consecutive daily drawing. Thank you for your continued interest, and for commenting.
