Finally, Christine and our families arrive in St. Andrews tomorrow morning. The best part is when they depart on Sunday, I'll be going home with them. It was be a gross misstatement for me to say I didn't like being here. Just the opposite is true. I feel like I have accomplished many things but none of them are worth a hill of beans if I don't follow through when I returm home. It is going to require a more significant effort to keep up the running and keep off the cigarettes but I feel it is worth it.
My one observation from yesterday (nothing to do with Raisin Monday) is how can a restaurant serve a dish and call it pasta if there is no pasta in it? Is this another fine example of the delights of Scottish cuisine? I ordered lasagne yesterday because I was craving some "Italian" food. What was served to me was a casserole dish topped with cheese and minced meat hiding under it. What the ____, over. I need a good meal, thankfully, Kevin is preparing a feast for Thanksgiving.
All the best to all of you, I remain,
Marking off the hours till Chris gets here,
Mike
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Happy Thanksgiving, Michael - to you and your family. I hope you have a fabulous reunion, and that no shaving cream will be involved.
Remember to please bring Prince William back with you, per our agreement. (For Soie, of course.)
Looking forward to seeing you!
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