Bapa's invisible friends

Last week, my dad and my brother told us a story about an Indian restaurant they went to in Quito, Ecuador where the servings were extremely cheap and extremely large. Perusing the menu, they thought the low prices must mean they were at one of those tapas-type restaurants with the small plates, and ordered accordingly, several per person. Instead, it turned out that it was just a cheap restaurant with generous servings. The serving plates didn't even fit on the table!

Simon, apparently, has been mulling this over for a week.

Tonight, he said, appropos of absolutely nothing:

"Remember that time when Bapa & Uncle David ordered too much food at the Indian restaurant and the waiter laughed at them? What they should have done is, when they got to the restaurant, they should have just told the waiter that they were a party of 6. That way, he would have seated them at a larger table where the dishes would fit."

They still would have to eat all the food, though...

The voice

Simon was visiting Marnie & David one day and noticed that their security system says "front door" when the front door is opened.

He thought about it for a minute and said to David, "You actually have three people living here: you, Marnie and the voice."

Musing about Olden Times (again)

This morning we got our first delivery (!!) from South Mountain Creamery (dairy & meat from a local farm). The milk came in a glass bottle, delivered to us in our new metal box that says "South Mountain Creamery" and shows a horse & buggy delivering milk in olden times.

On the way to the bus stop this morning, Simon & I discussed how people used to get their milk delivered all the time, and how some people had a milk box outside their door, and others had a "milk door" actually built into their house.

Simon: "That's because they didn't have grocery stores. Well, they had them, but they were made out of wood. And they were smaller than ours are because they didn't have as much land then. It was taken up by all the farms."

Doesn't quite have the same ring to it

So we're at Austin Grill for dinner (so what else is new). Jay finishes his meal and pronounces:

"We have eaten like Kings!"

(which is a dubious proposition but we'll let that lie).

Simon: "Well, we don't have kings in this country. So really you mean we ate like Presidents."

He's for change, too.

On the way to the car after school, Simon spots an Obama '08 bumper sticker on the car next to ours:

"Hey! They're voting for Obama, just like us. He's for change. Just like Abraham Lincoln. He was for change, too. And George Washington. Well, George Washington wasn't for change, he was just for inventing the country. The Indians were already here but George Washington had to build all the buildings."