I spent some time this morning, an inordinate amount of time really, getting the Sandwich Life House Concerts Facebook page relatively up to date. We've got next Friday's show with our beloved Eric Brace, Peter Cooper and Thomm Jutz, then in April we have My Darling Clementine, a British due of Michael Weston King and Lou Dalgleish. Peter Case had recommended them to us some time ago but the dates never worked so I'm very excited to have them here next month. Make sure to click on over and read up a bit and listen! Then in May we welcome back Adam and Chris Carroll. They absolutely blew us away last year. We'll see what happens after that.
Also, a couple of people had mentioned to me that they use to get emails about blog posts but they no longer do. I had tried to figure out why to no avail so today I buckled down and have hopefully solved the problem. You will need to sign up again (in the right column of the blog). Give it a try if you like and do let me know if you have problems.
In other news, apart from the temperature being 40 degrees lower this Saturday (crazy) our day was basically like last Saturday. We shipped Owen off to band practice and then headed out for a drive. Last Saturday had been such a heavenly little trip that we trying again. We had a good time, but alas, lightning did NOT strike twice. We headed over to Danville and tried the Moon Glo, a place that can only be described as a roadhouse. On a crossroads southeast of town, with a smattering of houses on one side and empty cornfields on the other, I imagine it looks as it did many decades ago. We went in and started with a margarita. I never drink margaritas but my sister Judi loved them and it was her birthday today so we drank one in her memory. We also ordered a cheeseburger. The thing was HUGE. The little square of American cheese barely covered about 30 percent of it and wasn't visible without exploration.Unfortunately it was sort of bland. It was juicy enough (as per the oil stain on my dress) but not a touch of salt and no salt shakers to be seen. Onions and pickles and lettuce were on the side and I found if I put enough pickle on it got a bit more flavorful but eh. I was a tad disappointed as, for God's sake, it's called a MOON BURGER. Ernie ordered fries and they were so bad we only ate a couple and when does THAT happen? We had a good time nonetheless, and I bet, on a Saturday night, with a bunch of friends, that burger tastes great. Today...not so much, but I got to drink a toast to my sister and hang out with my guy. All good.