Gregory Grookett really liked eating here and recommends giving them a try.
The May sun slipped into my kitchen window greeting me with a soft smile. I was about to brew a pot of coffee when a thought whispered. Go out. I’ve learned to listen to such thoughts. So, I tucked my Kindle e-reader into my purse, grabbed jacket and car keys then stepped out into the fresh Saturday morning air.
Life changed for me with M’s sudden passing. It happened more than a year ago without warning, too soon for us to be parted. We had so much left undone, and unsaid. In the early days of shock and grief, a dear friend offered sound advice. Go out to eat occasionally, she said, with family, friends, or with a good book. Just go out. I’ve often followed her suggestion. It’s eased the loneliness and helped me re-enter the world.
For this weekend’s outing I chose
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