We've had some bad luck with restaurants the last couple of times we went out. Week before last we went to Cafe Seville where we had the Tilapia special. Very fishy tasting and not what I expected. We like the Cafe Seville because the people there are really great, and the decor is so Spanish. But the food seems to have gone downhill. This past Wednesday, we went to Tropics, to which we haven't been in a very long time. It was Prime Rib night, so that's what we had. I don't know what cut of meat they served, but it definitely was not prime rib. I used to eat prime rib almost exclusively and I know how a real prime rib looks and tastes. This was not it.
I dream every night. Several times per night. I don't always remember all the dreams, but I do frequently remember one or two. The one thing I like most about my dreams, is that in them, I'm still able to do all the things I used to be able to do with no breathing problems. That results in me not wanting to wake up and get out of bed where I'm forced to cope with the reality of being a virtual invalide. Another thing that I find curious about dreams is how really nonsensical stuff seems perfectly logical when being dreamed. Things like having a conversation with animals, or you start out walking someplace and then suddenly you're in a car, an airplane, a train or a boat. Last night I had a dream about people buying up all of one brand of coffee (I'm not even sure the brand exists...White House coffee?) because they could sell it and make money. Then near the end of the dream it turned out to be untrue and everybody was trying to get their money back.
Dumb Law of the Week: In Indiana, it is illegal for citizens to attend a movie house or theater, nor ride in a public streetcar within at least four hours after eating garlic.
À la prochaine, mes amis.