Sweet Tea, Please

Les had to travel to Richmond, VA this week.  He flew out early Tuesday morning, was in meetings all day yesterday, and is flying home now.  I got an email from him Tuesday night that said, "Found some grub" and it had this picture:

We don't have a single Cracker Barrel in the entire state of California!  I was just a little jealous.  When we talked later that night, here's how part of the conversation went:

Me:  So you went to Cracker Barrel...what did you have?  No, wait, let me guess...  fried catfish.
Les:  Close, it was grilled.
Me:  And your sides?  Corn?
Les:  Yep.
Me:  And hash brown casserole.
Les:  Yes.
Me:  And hush puppies.
Les:  No hush puppies, I had biscuits. What did I have to drink?
Me:  Sweeeeeet tea!!
Les:  Yes.  I had dessert, too.
Me:  Cobbler!
Les:  What kind?
Me:  Cherry!
Les:  Yep.

So after nearly 21 years, I guess I know what he likes to eat!  Even when we're apart, I've got him figured out.  Although I'd much rather have him here so I can cook for him.

For a little more serious post about food, check out my Fueling Strategy on McMarathon Moments.