Monday evening I had dinner with my sister and mom. They were in San Francisco for another of mom's dr appts and it made sense to avoid commute traffic by waiting it out somewhere. Like at a restaurant. Hee!
( Slanted Door )The best part was being part of a fun dining experience with my mom and sister. For all that dad loved food, he was far less adventurous than mom, so we would often stick with what he knew and liked. Nowadays, more than anything else I think about helping mom to see or do new things, dining or otherwise. Guess a part of me feels there isn't a lot of time left.