They weren’t the best pancakes I’d ever had, but they were very good. So were the scrambled eggs and other sides in the breakfast meal that the menu called “A Little Bit of Everything.” My wife had an omelet. Our son had waffles. The orange juice was fresh and expensive. As we were leaving the diner, I said to my wife, “The food here is really good,” to which she replied, “We’re very blessed.”
“Excuse me,” I said. “We’re blessed to have a good meal?”
“What are you talking about?” she said.
“I said we had a good meal, and you said we are blessed, which I interpret to mean... Read More