Within the last five weeks or so, I've eaten three yummy take-away meal. All three meals have been great, highly enjoyable, irresistible and much needed.
The first meal, when we'd arrived home hungry, to an empty home kitchen, when a take-away meal was the obvious response to an empty 'fridge. We had a bucket of KFC lovely hot chicken and chips and, my goodness, it was good.
My second meal was from a drive-in McDonalds, my first ever visit to such an eaterie, and I had a chicken and bacon salad with chips and a huge drink of Pepsi Cola with ice. I really did need that ice-cold drink!
My third McDonalds meal was at a motorway service stop, when I requested gluten-free potato wedges with dip, and a large ice-cold Pepsi Cola. I had been coming back from Kent and concentrating massively on my first drive through that county, getting darker by the minute, and my eyes were becoming fixed and static. So I decided to stop and have a coffee and it was a good idea to break my journey.
I wandered around the food area twice, having a little walk, before plumping for the McDonald's wedges, to relax before the final push home. It was getting darker by the minute and I needed to be home.
The dear SO said he might come back today, and it would be good to see him and Alice.
Soon I'm driving off again. It's not so dark once you're outside again, and soon I'll be home.
Actually, it took longer than I thought to reach home so I'm glad not to have dilly-dallied too long over my McDonald's, or eaten more!!!
Toodle oo
Daisy
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