Wednesday, August 17, 2011
The "It's Always Better Going In Than Coming Out" Story
It was an ordinary day. Just got back from one of our stops we like to make along the Chesapeake. Today we went to Havre de Grace, Maryland for the day. It is considered the mouth of the Susquehanna River on the Chesapeake Bay. It is about an hour of travel time from our house, and an easy drive through farmland and river towns. Used to make the trip more often when I had photos for sale in the town, but since the Gallery closed that sold my work, we only get back a few times a year. And, we almost always eat at the Tidewater Grillwhich is located right on the waterfront in town. And what's funny, Carol or I always seem to get ill from eating there. Why do we return? Because the food is so good. I know it makes no sense, but we like the place. A couple of years ago we ate there for the first time. Had the cream of crab soup and a sandwich. The soup was fantastic and the sandwich OK. After the meal we walked through one of the many antique shops in the town and all of a sudden it hit me. Asked the owner if they had a restroom and lucky they did. The runs hit me all of a sudden. On another occasion I thought that maybe it was the water so I had a soda with the cream of crab and sandwich. An hour later the same results, only in a different antique shop. Maybe once out of half a dozen lunches have I been lucky enough to avoid the restroom. Well, today I had my usual, avoiding the water again. And, I was fine. But, this time it hit Carol. She had the soup, sandwich and iced tea. Later, as we were visiting some of the shops along the main street she asked where the nearest restroom was located. Found it at the end of the block in another restaurant. Same result. She then said to me, "I think it's the crab soup. It is so rich that it upsets the stomach." Oh no! It can't be. One of the best cream of crab soups! Now the decision will be whether to avoid the soup and see what happens or to stay close to the stores we know have public restrooms when we eat at the Tidewater Grill. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.
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