I was planning on spaghetti. That is, a big green salad plus strand pasta covered in a robust red sauce that I had in the freezer. An easy dinner to pull together after a long day of working around the house. It was about 6:30 when we finally put our tools down and moved into the den to enjoy a glass of chardonnay before I started on dinner, and unbeknownst to us at just about the same moment that I popped that cork, across the neighborhood our friend Ron said to his wife Anne, "I wonder if the motor home will start." Minutes later Anne called us from her cell phone and ordered Bob and I to drop whatever we were doing and stand outside because they were on their way over to pick us up ("oh, and bring wine", she said). We grabbed our bottle and ran outside, and in no time around the corner came this medium-sized RV, containing Anne, Ron and another couple, Tom and Vanessa, who'd been picked up on the way to our house, and Skippy the papillon. We climbed aboard, poured everyone a glass, and took off. Over the next few minutes we picked up Jeff and Lynette, Al and Judy, Pat and Jim, and Gary and Dorothy and for the next couple of hours we just cruised the neighborhood, a spontaneous, standing room only, party on wheels.
By the time Bob and I were dropped off around 9:30, we were desperately in need of food. Like, NOW. So thank god for that bag of Tater Tots I bought a few months ago. No matter how snobby and particular we are about the food we eat most of the time, there really is a place for a bag of something in the freezer that you can turn into a hot meal of sorts in ten minutes. We devoured a plate of those dipped in Sriricha sauce, then killed off a bowl of cold, first-of-the-season, cherries. Not exactly health food, but it was just the food we needed.
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