I got the best things.
I spent some time with ‘she across the river’, inside a nice, quiet Chinese restaurant. I have not frequented the place since before all my ailments caused me a stay in a V.A. medical ward, followed by home health care since Spring. Of course, the folks there know both of us, and were just as happy to see me, as I them.
So, it was time well spent with company and friends, food well eaten, (with a carry out, too), and a notice that her grandkids have made me some Christmas cookies, and other meal fares, to be retrieved from her freezer.
All of this are things no supermarket, big box store, or catalog place could ever supply.
An angle grinder
You did get the best things.