Doesn’t Take a Weatherman To Know Which Way the Wind Blows

Nobody cares which parts of the country have good or bad weather. How one reacts to adverse conditions is what counts.

I’ve been grocery shopping with the wife; assisted with laundry. She’s been restricted from normal activities because of cataract surgery. She’s recovering well. A good excuse to go out for breakfast.

There will not be any further restaurant reviews. Everything I’ve recommended has gone out of business, caught fire, suffered from different forms of pestilence.

What makes things like that happen? Is it a matter of luck, when things one likes are discontinued or go out of business? My favorite creamy balsamic vinaigrette salad dressing disappeared. If this were a letter to “Dear Abby” it would be signed–“Desperate in the Deep South.”