The Dinette Set by Julie Larson for August 29, 2020

I looked around, a lousy candle’s all I found

Well, you don’t know what we can find, Why don’t you come with me little girl

On a magic carpet ride

I’m dying for a twice-baked potato!

It sounds funny to have Campbell’s soup on the menu…

But years ago, when I was visiting my parents as a young adult… they took me to a tourist spot in Southern California…

It MAY even have been Knott’s Berry Farm, before it was a theme park…

I still remember that all they served was a family style fried chicken dinner.

The meal started with Campbell’s chicken noodle soup… and included a family size bowl of canned corn…

both proudly listed on the menu with brand names.

I thought it was funny, accustomed as I was to eating at local Mexican, Chinese, Indian, and other “ethnic” restaurants … even pizza….

while this place was trying to be almost a cartoon of “All-American.”

Anyway…. found it.

Another thing I found?

I “found it” hard to believe the Pennys ordered a meal that says “no dessert.”

Then again… it doesn’t say they can’t order dessert separately…

But if it costs extra, Verl and Jerry might just go over to Burl and Joy’s house instead…

so they can all enjoy a few boxes of Ding-Dongs.

Then again… Burl and Joy might not invite Verla and Jerry…

so they can enjoy all the Ding-Dongs by themselves.

P.S. to JShort… I replied to you yesterday, thanks.

The waiter is not the only Dick.

O.K……..

A funny thought: “DICK” sprinkled a ’lil Ex Lax on both ta-toes before he brought them over to the table…..

Says the waiter, “Oh, sorry. You’re both blond and good looking, I got you confused.” Even if they have to switch their own plates, he’ll get a nice tip. Maybe a whole quarter instead of their usual dime.

That’s okay. Dick picks up a little overtime watering the A-1.

They weren’t going to tip him anyway.

Next, they will complain they don’t have a candle…!

Candle in the W

In such a classy joint, the twice baked potatoes were probably left overs reheated.

Many years ago in a small midwestern cafe, wife and I ordered a hamburger for her and a cheeseburger for me, both with fries. As she was placing our dishes in front of us, I said wait, she gets the hamburger and I’m the cheese, so rather then just switching plates, she picks both of the burgers up and swaps them. I know I just should have switched plates myself after she walked away, I swear I wasn’t trying to be a wise guy, but I did learn a lesson from it.

Found it!

Found the candle