We are cruising to eat at every restaurant on
State Street in Orem.
May 12, 2012
I wanted to get out and have some time with John to talk over things so
suggested we go out to eat. He did not
want anything fancy or time consuming. So,
as we started driving, I did not suggest anywhere. We had not yet established a pattern (i.e.
North to South) or just random, so I kept quiet to see where he decided to
go. We drove past Carl’s Jr. – one of his regular stops because of the
multitude of coupons we have for there from the BYU ticket stubs. But then I realized where he might be
going. This was the day before Mother’s
Day. I was anticipating a call on
Mother’s Day from our missionary son, James, who is serving in Chile. James used to work at Wendy’s while saving up
money for his mission. So, that was a
very appropriate choice of a place to go to eat. In fact, as we walked into the door, there
was a young man working there who had his back to us and he was tall like James
and it took my breath away for a moment as I could imagine it was James.
Recovering
myself, I ordered a Baja salad. John saw the special side of a baked sweet
potato. We still have scrumptious
memories of ordering our first baked sweet potato at a little roadside restaurant
near the border of New York and Ohio. It
was huge and smothered with cinnamon butter and made us love the idea of baked
sweet potatoes. John liked this Wendy’s
version too, though it was more of a normal potato size.
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