Travels in the South

Last November, mom/dad traveled to Chicago, Illinois.  Or should I say, mom planned a trip and told dad absolutely nothing about it until the car came and picked them up at the Hotel Thompson the morning of departure.  Mom had already packed everything for their adventure.  Why Chicago?  Well first up, my Aunt Tina lives there with my cousin Sherlock Bones.  Second up, daddy has *always* wanted to go to Ditka’s Chicago.  Are you asking yourself what is that?  Well Mike Ditka is a former football player, was an awesome coach and a television commentator.  He coached the Chicago Bears back in the day which was one of dad’s favorite teams.

In the next couple of weeks, we will be highlighting some of the food that everyone enjoyed during their trip to Ditka’s Chicago.

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Doesn’t this look amazing?!  It’s on the menu under shareable sides called King Crab Risotto.  It looks mouth watering and out of this world!  The risotto was creamy and the crab meat sweet and tender.  We all got some of this delicacy.  Mine was great.  However, my hub unit’s first mouthful was full of shell.  WTH?!  It would be the blind guy getting shell.  So we thought it was just a chance thing.  That’s when all of us starting getting shells in every bite.  We had a collection of shells by the time the waitress came by to check on us.  The waitress was concerned and brought the manager over to talk to us – we didn’t ask for him.  This is when you can tell the difference in an upscale restaurant.  He immediately was taken back by the amount of shell’s in our King Crab Risotto.  Yes, there might be an occasional shell due to the amount they are putting out but *never* something like this.  He was very apologetic.  Would we get it again?  Absolutely!  Never make a judgement on the first time – we will definitely try it again.  Stay with us next week to see what else we ordered here.

 

Rolls Piggy Eyes

Oh my friends – who says that daddy is the only one at the Hotel Thompson who can tell a joke.  Because this morning I have a great one for you.  Really I do.  Something I heard and just simply can’t resist sharing.  I know it may be weak but after you read it you have to admit it is kind of funny.

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A frog goes into the bank and approaches the teller.  He can see from her name plate that her name is Patty Whack.  “Miss Whack, I’d like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday.”

Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name.  The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger and that it’s okay, he knows the bank manager.

Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral.  The frog says, “Sure, I have this,” and produces a tiny porcelain elephant about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.

Very confused, Patty explains that she’ll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.  She finds the manager and says, “There’s a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who says his dad is Mick Jagger, who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000 AND he wants to use this as collateral.”  She then holds up the tiny pink elephant.  “I mean what the heck is this?”

The bank manager looks backs at her and says without missing a beat, “It’s a knickknack Patty Whack.  Give the frog a loan.  His old man’s a rolling stone.”

(I won’t tell anyone that you’re singing that last line – snorts and rolls with piggy laughter!)

 

Let’s Talk About Loans

I have a great read for you this afternoon.  Really I do.  Something I heard and just simply can’t resist sharing.

I know it may be weak but after you read it you have to admit it is kind of funny .

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A frog goes into the bank and approaches the teller.  He can see from her name plate that her name is Patty Whack.  “Miss Whack, I’d like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday.”  

Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name.  The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger and that it’s okay, he knows the bank manager.  

Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral.  The frog says, “Sure, I have this,” and produces a tiny porcelain elephant about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.  

Very confused, Patty explains that she’ll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.  She finds the manager and says, “There’s a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who says his dad is Mick Jagger, who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000 AND he wants to use this as collateral.”  She then holds up the tiny pink elephant.  “I mean what the heck is this?”  

The bank manager looks backs at her and says without missing a beat, “It’s a knickknack Patty Whack.  Give the frog a loan.  His old man’s a rolling stone.”

(I won’t tell anyone that you’re singing that last line – snorts and rolls with piggy laughter!)

 

Anniversary Kidnapping – Part 3

Welcome back my friends to Part 3 of mom/dad’s kidnapping.  Of all of the places to send mom/dad overnight – why not a hotel?  Snorts.  I grabbed daddy’s credit card and booked them a room at the Hyatt in Marietta which is down the street from the restaurant I sent them to – Pappasito’s Cantina.  The good part about this was that mom/dad are Hyatt members and they had enough points on their card that the room was FREE.  Yes, you read that correctly.  FREE.  Nothing beats FREE – especially when you are putting together an anniversary weekend.

But wait a minute.  There is something better than FREE.  FREE champagne and chocolate dipped strawberries courtesy of the hotel manager, Mr. Foster.  You rock Mr. Foster.  This made mom/dad’s anniversary night.  They enjoyed the bubbly and the room.  Among experiences of hotel stays, this one ranked way up there at the top of the list – perhaps maybe even number 1.  And look at the decorated bed.  Romantic huh?

Okay remember then room was on the Hyatt point system and FREE.  Well Mr. Foster also upgraded mom/dad’s room for their anniversary.  Oh my piggy heavens!  I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw this video that mom took – OMP!  I wanted to come too – and the other anipals here.  There was plenty of room for us to have a gracious time and we wouldn’t be in the way.  You don’t believe me?  Well, I’m going to share mom’s third video with you on the room.  Daddy said they were in pig heaven!  What’s not to like – check this out.  AND SPECIAL THANK YOU TO MR FOSTER AND THE STAFF OF THE MARIETTA HYATT – YOU ROCK!

 

 

 

 

Rolls Piggy Eyes

Oh my friends – I do hope you had a wonderful weekend and that you are well rested.  Because this morning I have a great one for you.  Really I do.  Something I heard and just simply can’t resist sharing.  I know it may be weak but after you read it you have to admit it is kind of funny for a Monday.

A frog goes into the bank and approaches the teller.  He can see from her name plate that her name is Patty Whack.  “Miss Whack, I’d like to get a $30,000 loan to take a holiday.”  

Patty looks at the frog in disbelief and asks his name.  The frog says his name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger and that it’s okay, he knows the bank manager.  

Patty explains that he will need to secure the loan with some collateral.  The frog says, “Sure, I have this,” and produces a tiny porcelain elephant about an inch tall, bright pink and perfectly formed.  

Very confused, Patty explains that she’ll have to consult with the bank manager and disappears into a back office.  She finds the manager and says, “There’s a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who says his dad is Mick Jagger, who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000 AND he wants to use this as collateral.”  She then holds up the tiny pink elephant.  “I mean what the heck is this?”  

The bank manager looks backs at her and says without missing a beat, “It’s a knickknack Patty Whack.  Give the frog a loan.  His old man’s a rolling stone.”

(I won’t tell anyone that you’re singing that last line – snorts and rolls with piggy laughter!)

 

Public Announcement – Bacon is Friend NOT Food

Mom and dad have absolutely no identity anymore when they go anywhere, especially restaurants. In fact, when they go to restaurants it’s, “There’s Bacon’s parents” and “How is the little man” or “Anything new on Bacon’s blog?” Poor mom and dad – no identity anymore – snort chuckles.

But they take it in good stride. Heck, mom just shines like a proud mother and passes out my business cards to all of those interested.

One local restaurant, a mexican restaurant that they love, is the absolute funniest. I say funny because if I think too hard about it I might get worried. You see, they *always* want to see pictures of me. They *always* tell others about me in the restaurant. This past weekend though, mom and dad got scared. The manager looked at me and said, “He’s ready, bring him in.” What?! Bring me in for what? The manager said the look on mom’s face was priceless. I think I made it rain on my legs when she told me.

Excuse me Mr. Manager – Bacon is Friend NOT Food – okay. Kthanxbai Mr. Manager. Thanks for taking good care of mom and dad in your restaurant. You won’t see me except in pictures or here in my blog. But thank you so very much for the invite.