During a Sunday lunch in town at a cafe, we discussed whether to abandon cooking for ourselves and just eat at restaurants. We're going to give it a test before ditching our cooking equipment.
The one photo is of dad riding in to Baker City. The other is of him sitting at the post office here, reading his mail. That's where we sat for 90 minutes 25 years ago reading actual, physical mail we had picked up at our first mail stop.
After looking at the photo, I realized it wasn't the exact same spot, but you get the idea.
Twenty-five years ago there were seven in our group, and five of those mouths were ours to feed. We couldn't eat out every meal so cooking was our only option. Honey, you're on your own now so do what's simplest and makes the most sense...besides, I'll cut your food ration when you get home. :-)
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