LJS

We were supposed to be in WV this weekend but Winter Storm Draco had other plans. Since we hadn't planned on being home, we didn't have much around the house for lunch. David had a hankering for Long John Silvers (i.e. he was craving grease) so I obliged and we went to LJS for lunch. I got to tell Evan a great story about LJS...

I used to drive my Grandma Lil around to the grocery store and for errands. Sometimes we'd stop for lunch while we were out and about. Since she was paying, I always said I didn't care and it was up to her. I knew exactly what I was getting myself into by having no opinion. She'd think and think and then say, "How about Long John's?" like it was some crazy and exciting place that she'd never suggested before or a new place in town that we'd never tried or an extravagant restaurant so expensive that we'd never tell anyone that we'd spent so much money on lunch. 

So, she'd eat her Fish N More and I'd eat my Chicken N More and we'd talk about life while getting our daily grease intake. Then I'd feel like the favorite grandchild when she'd splurge and spend $0.99 so I could have a triangle of refrigerated pie. 

I miss her and I wish she could've known Evan but at least the Long John's Love seems to have skipped a couple generations and reemerged in Evan. He was more excited than I'd like to admit about his fish kids meal, aka box of grease.