Dear Folks, I had mentioned that tomorrow I 'm going to have a "romantic dinner" with Don, a widower whom I met a number of years ago up at the Town of Porter Museum. We had been corresponding with each other by email since then and sharing sea stories with each other--he's a retired office in the Navy and is a few years older than I. But let me tell you what our romantic dinner is going to consist of. He lives in Virginia and grew up around here in western New York and he's been craving our unique roast beef on Kimmelweck roll. My niece Deb told me that the best beef on 'weck is served at Ray's Rendevous bar on Lake Road. Therefore, Don will pick up two beefs on weck and bring them over to my house along with a six pack of Canadian beer. I will have to provide the mandatory horseradish. Well, here's where I feel a bit silly. Neither of us have any romantic interest in each other but nonetheless he'll be sitting at my table in my kitchen and for heaven's sake I should at least make the effort to put a cloth tablecloth on the table and try to scurry up a couple of place mats. Well, I dug up a nice tablecloth but the best that I could do regarding place mats was a couple of mix-matched ones. Like it or not, I feel that they're better than a couple of sheets of paper towels! I do have SOME class, you know! :-) As tired as I was at the time, I knew that I had forgotten one important thing. Beer glasses. Now, I've drunk beer out of bottles and beer out of cans but not in MY house! I finally remembered what cupboard I've stored them in over the years, and at the last minute I threw them into my dishwasher to shine them up. They're now spotlessly shiny clean and they're in my freezer to frost up for tomorrow. We've planned our romantic dinner for 5:00 tomorrow--you know, the romantic hour! :-) Therefore, I had things to do beforehand. I haven't been to my hairdresser in over a month and I've been looking like a bag lady lately. I've got an appointment with her at 1:30. Fran does magic with my hair. I've already picked out my wardrobe. Our temperatures have plummeted from the high 80s to the 60s almost overnight and it's difficult to know what to wear. Therefore, I'll start out with a nice casual blouse over my pants and in the event that I get chilled, I'll throw a sweatshirt over it. In a last effort this evening I got out my dust cloth and dusted the top of my buffet. It's been bugging me for weeks. Where Don will be sitting at my table, he'll have a broad view of my buffet and I certainly don't want him to think I'm a poor housekeeper! Like right, men notice those things! :-) Therefore, tomorrow I'll go through my same routine, I'll have my hair done and hopefully Don will show up with beef on 'weck and Canadian beer for dinner. Stay tuned. vee