Comfort food
Dad had a rough day at work. It hit him around 4:00 exactly what would make things right. Pancakes for dinner…comfort food. Not necessarily that Dad wanted pancakes. More like Dad didn’t feel like cooking tonight. So we had to go somewhere that served something that the girls would eat without a fight. Pancakes. Anytime. Anywhere. Pancakes.
Cracker Barrel was the restaurant of choice. Tonight is the first night that shows hints of Fall’s impending change. It’s in the 40’s tonight. That didn’t stop the girls from enjoying Cracker Barrel’s finest rocking chairs. The pictures are grainy. I have a great phone with a camera option. Thank goodness it hasn’t quit its cell phone day job in the hopes of making it big as a digital camera. Does not do well with motion. And there was lots of motion in those rocking chairs. Grainy, fuzzy, blurry pics, but cute none the less
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