The meat sounds good. I’ll remember that if I ever get any that’s vacuum-sealed. The in-laws sent us Omaha Steaks for Christmas one year.
DP went to pick up Tom and Elen and their friend at church at 8:00, and nobody’s returned yet. They were dropping the friend off, but she just lives 5 minutes away. I wonder if he noticed they didn’t have Pat with them and thought Pat was lost in the church, instead of safely at home watching “The Empire Strikes Back.”
Safe at home?
Or wrapped in a pocket dimension hidden skillfully just out of sight in the corner doing who knows what abominitious science experiments with pocket lint and soda?
*thunderclap*