We just placed my Mom in assisted living (turns 96 this month). Ten minutes away instead of 500 miles. Care is excellent & I visit every morning.
“Mom will have her usual: coffee, juice, yogurt, fruit cup, wheat toast, and bacon, please”.
“Son, please eat the bacon. I don’t know why they keep bringing it.”
;^)
Well done! ;) And, bacon! When I was Chief Engineer @ the Holiday Inn, we had a buffet all day, on the AM, breakfast line there was always a sheet pan of—you know it! I miss that place!
In fact, I shared it (slightly paraphrased) with a bacon lover on Facebook... '-)