Background information: My husband loves cars. He especially loves a clean shiny car. Washing a car is not a chore to him. He finds it relaxing and when he is finished, the product is something to be admired because it looks so darn great! It’s not just the outside that gets tender loving care, but also the inside. He works hard to keep his cars looking great. So once in a while he gets a request from someone to make their car look like his. . .
Once upon a sweltering August day, my husband performed his car magic for his father’s neighbor. He told her no compensation needed, because she keeps an eye out for dad when we are not around. She didn’t listen to him. A gift card to Spiro’s Greek restaurant arrived in the mail. Unfortunately, we were unable to get to St. Louis to check out Spiro’s until recently.
We walked into a time warp, we were transported back to the seventies. The decor was the seventies but the clientele was in their eighties and even nineties. This dining room was beginning to look a lot like a cruise ship dining room. I said, “At least no one is pushing a walker.” I spoke too soon. Walker after walker came rolling through. I thought to myself, at least there’s no motorized scooter. Yes, you guessed it, one came rolling in. Perhaps it had something to do with the time of day. It was the early bird special hour.
We couldn’t complain about the food. We had more than enough and it all tasted great. Since it was the early bird special time, we still have cash on the gift card. So a return visit will be in our future. Perhaps we should try a different time slot to see if a younger crowd shows up.
I love reaping the rewards of my husband’s hard work!
I can just imagine you having this experience, and it’s funny and awkward in the perfect way.
Keep washing those cars, hubby! I loved in your writing when you mentioned walkers and scooters and then they appeared.
Yes, those husbands are kind of nice to have around aren’t they? Clean cars and great food!
I’d say you have a super sweet husband – and the neighbor gave you a super sweet thank you! How fun!
This went a totally different direction than I expected. I was thinking something bad was going to happen to one of your cars! The restaurant experience made me laugh! Even though I experience a similar phenomena every time I eat at my mom’s senior living place. I usually take her out!
I love the way you described this…too funny about the way your thoughts just came to life!
Every year as I learn more about you I think we must have had some previous life together, there are so many connections. My husband is also meticulous about his car! Sounds like a great restaurant, and it’s always fun when there’s a bargain involved.
Hope to read a part two of this eatery review. I really could see it all through your descriptions of the clientele.
Such a win-win situation. Your husband did what he likes, someone had a shiny car, and you got a tasty meal.
You two young whipper snappers. Glad you had a good meal. Enjoyed the smile.
I giggled as I imagined all the elderly people wandering around the outdated restaurant. I love that you spoke and then it appeared. Glad you enjoyed a yummy meal. Your husband sounds like a gem!
I love the way you have a story within a story within a story. Each one has something for us to connect with. The car, the caretaker, the gift, the restaurant. Well done.
Maybe you’ll lend your hubby out more often – you could always send him down our way! Glad you enjoyed the restaurant and besides that, it gave you food for thought to write this slice.
What a fun post. Doing good for others, stepping back in time, enjoying a good meal. Your descriptions made me smile all the way through.
You crack me up! I can hear your voice ringing through loud and clear.
I’d take that clientele over Chuckie Cheese, any day though! And I’ll be joining them soon!
When I saw your title, I immediately thought of a writing context. Glad you had this time to feast on the rewards of hubby’s efforts. If you ever make it to my part of the world, I have a gift card and a dirty car!