I thought I ought to say that the steaks we had from Ruby River might have been the best Kristin and I have ever had. I can't speak for her, but I know it was for me. Didn't need steak sauce or nothin'!
On a lighter note that made me sad in the long run:
When I was a deacon, all the older ones would ask me "How do you like your steak, WELL DONE!?!" (Obviously only makes sense if you remember my full name)
Then I remembered the song they made for me:
"Will-de-beast, from the Far East . . . eats his sushi with a fork - YUM!!!"
Sigh, I had a tortured childhood.
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I am so sorry... I remember when I was teased as being Holly Hobby. (It was a rag doll-back in the day.) I'm old...sigh. ;)
"Gay-Kay" "Okay Kay" Now I get "Okay Kay, don't Bragg about it" And they always think they are the first ones to think of that, then they laugh hystrically. Silly!
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