Fine Dining and Underwear

[Reputedly cute couple (part II)]

We interrupt completion of our vacation analysis (again) for the following: We had a fine dining experience . . . and experience has taught us a multitude of photographic evidence requires a blog rather than an e-mail. So, from Monday night, it was every bit as tasty as it looks:

[Ruthie with Andy, the wine guy.]

[Jim Lien, original SAWA bartender, bon vivant, and gourmet.]

[Andy caught in mid pour.]

[Mmmmm, wild boar!]

[The house.  56 in attendance.]

[Alexandria’s movers and shakers.  His worship, the mayor, is on the right.]

[A slow to react reporter missed the hosannas for the kitchen and wait staff.]

Which all leads us, of course, to a treatise on . . . male underwear (a/k/a, the No Fly Zone). I sit. I have written about this at length in the past – for reasons of age, girth, convenience and hygiene. As a retiree, I generally wear trousers with elastic waistbands – for reasons of comfort and , well, . . . My underwear is obtained from a variety of sources – often as gifts from female members of the family. Underwear manufacturers do not subscribe to any patterns of universality. The flies on their products may be vertical or horizontal, may flap from the left or the right, may flap from the top or the bottom. For someone who usually does not “use” a fly, this can be quite problematical in circumstances where its use is desirable, if not mandatory. This has occasionally led to levels of severe discomfort. On this evening, I had occasion to use the facilities. As you can see I was dressed (informally formal) for a “stand up” event. However, after much searching, and increasing agony, I was reduced to my usual sitting position – from whence I discovered said undies did not even have a fly! They were a relatively recent acquisition by the supervisor, and they appear to be of the variety athletes wear as under support. There are no photos of this episode.

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The Journey Begins Thanks for joining me! This is the follow-up to the original, “,” which overwhelmed the system’s ability to handle it any more. Thus, this is “Part 2.” As the original was initially described: 10-26-07-4 “It all began in a 5,000 watt radio station in Fresno, California” . . . wait a minute, that was Ted Baxter on the Mary Tyler Moore Show! Let’s see . . . oh yeah, it all began in 2003 when retirees, i.e., old people, in Alexandria, Minnesota, who had no desire to become snow birds, went looking for mid-winter entertainment here in the frozen tundra of West Central Minnesota. We discovered girls’ high school hockey, fell in love immediately, and it remains our favorite spectator sport to this day. Initially, and for several years, reports on these games were e-mailed to those who were actually snowbirds but wanted to keep abreast of things “back home.” It was ultimately decided a blog would be more efficient, and it evolved into a personal diary of many things that attracts tens of readers on occasion. It remains a source of personal mental therapy and has yet to elicit any lawsuits. ~ The Editor, May 9, 2014 p.s. The photo border around the blog is the Cardinal girls’ hockey team after just beating Breck for the state championship in 2008. It’s of the all-tournament team. The visible Breck player on the left is Milica McMillen, then an 8th-grader – she is now an All-American for the Gophers. The Roseau player in the stocking cap I believe is Mary Loken, who went on to play for UND; and the Cardinal player on the right, No. 3, is Abby Williams, the player we blame most for making us girls’ hockey fans who went on to play for Bemidji State. *********************************************************************************** Photos contained herein are available for personal use. All you have to do is double click on any of the photos and they will become full screen size. You can then save them into your personal “My Pictures” file. They make lovely parting or hostess gifts, or holiday gifts for such as Uncle Ernie who wants to see how his grand niece is doing on the hockey team. If any are sold for personal profit, however, to, for example, the Audubon Society, National Geographic, Sven’s Home Workshop Monthly, Curling By The Numbers, or the World Wrestling Federation, I only request that you make a donation to the charitable organization of your choice. You have two hours and fifteen minutes. Pencils ready? Begin! **********************************************************************************
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