If you’re as old as I am, you will remember a television program called “Romper Room”. On this early TV program for pre-schoolers, there was a character named Mr. Do Bee, who aimed to teach good behavior. I was a pretty rotten kid, but I reformed as an adult. As such, when WineGuy inquired whether I wanted to visit my mother this weekend, I decided to be a Good Do Bee: “Do be helpful. Do be attentive.” In other words, do the right thing and ignore the growing piles of mail, laundry, homework, and crap at home.
So, I did the right thing and drove back over to the east coast of Florida this morning. I timed my drive so I could listen to “Car Talk” and “Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me” on National Public Radio. At least I had a good laugh before I walked into the unknown. I figured I would do or go wherever my mother asked, regardless of my own personal interest. For example, one of her friends invited her to go to the movies this afternoon . . . at 4:30 p.m. . . . to see “Lars and the Real Girl”. Not my optimal choice of movie time or selection, but that’s what “the girls” want to see. My job is to be the chauffeur and keep my mouth shut. We’ll probably have dinner afterwards, and with my shlemazel (dumb luck), we’ll end up at
Outhouse Steak House — Moose’s term Outback Steak House for dinner. Food snobbery is lost on these women.
Nevertheless, the one good thing about this trip is an excursion to Whole Foods Market. I was able to purchase Damson Plum jam for a pumpkin-plum tart I want to test for Thanksgiving. I couldn’t find plum preserves anywhere near The Zone. If the tart recipe is a success, I’ll post it on The Need To Feed.