I’ve looked forward to dinner at my favorite restaurant (The Olympia, on Niagara Falls Blvd.) tonight for the weeks since it was arranged. Oh yeah — and seeing my cousins Ken and Ann, too!
Tom and I arrived early to save a booth (with a table that moves to accommodate my girth - hallelujah!). While ordering drinks to wait with, I engage in a discussion with the waitress about my favorite menu item - the fried clams. Better than any I’ve eaten anywhere, including those in Boston or the New Hampshire coast; I’d craved them all week.
When my cousins finally arrived, my first words were of “tragic news!” that so started them and caused a look of such apprehension that I realized how serious I must have sounded. My news - the CLAMS HAD BEEN DISCONTINUED! Aaaghh! Bless Kenny’s heart for recognizing the enormity of this tragedy enough to say that he too was disappointed and had indeed planned to order them too after I had raved about them when we planned this outing together.
Clearly - I need help. I also can’t help but wonder just how I’ll fare in a perpetual existence without fried clams and other favorite foods. Although I’ve heard people post surgery say things like - “You just don’t crave the same bad foods anymore” or “You won’t want things like you used to” - its probably like having kids - you really can’t know until you’re a parent.
And…the both good and bad news of today is that although the clams were supposedly discontinued because “not enough people were ordering them” - they are due back for lent and will allow me a last indulgence or two before I guess I “just won’t care anymore”.
Oh, and we had a great time with my cousins too!
February 25th, 2009 | 
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