"Well, it would have been nice to anticipate the trip," I responded, "But, yes! Thank goodness I have no appointments of any kind. I'll be ready when you get here!"
A half-hour later we were on our way through the sunny afternoon, heading straight toward rush-hour traffic. What luck was ours, there were more of those drivers interested in leaving the city than entering!
We got to the cafe in good time, and I tried to avert my eyes from the tempting bakery display. "We're going to a really great restaurant for dinner," the Yard Man had informed me. "Kensington Quarters! It's a place that sells our milk and cheese. And, they've got a butcher shop right in the restaurant. Remember that woman at the Eat It retreat last year?"
Well, Reader Dear, I did remember that female butcher, Heather, and when we finally reached the restaurant (after several other stops, and much wandering around the city) she greeted us warmly!
The Yard Man is a bit of a celebrity at this eating establishment, demonstrated by the fact that a lovely plate of cold meats was brought to our table, compliments of the chef. This was followed by a complimentary basket of assorted breaded-and-fried root vegetables! "Alas, I won't be able to eat a bite of the dish I ordered!" I moaned to The Yard Man.
But our time at the restaurant was not ended yet! "Why don't you pop upstairs and see Heather demonstrating butchering to a class of culinary arts teachers?"
one of Heather's assistants suggested.
And that's how we got in on another highlight of our evening!