We had sloppy joes, rice and veggies with dip. Cake later. But we were all together, in good health, and did have some food on the table and some left in the pantry. We’re good. Maybe in better shape emotionally and spiritually than the Obamas.
All the fancy feasts in the world won’t fill a hole in your soul.
Sloppy Joes are one of my favorites but my wife isn’t big on them. Once in a while I’ll make myself some and just eat a couple sandwiches here and there. Every blue moon we go about an hour north to a town called Muenster and buy delicious steaks. They raise the beef on the premises.