As we were heading from St. Louis into Kansas City Friday night, we called our youngest daughter to tell her where we were going to eat dinner. She asked us if we could bring some “Fire Kissed Wings” back to Colorado for her.
Now, I’m not a wings guy…at all…but they are REALLY good! So we bought some ‘To Go’.
After we left Manhattan, KS yesterday morning, we called Cakes to tell her that, per her request (!), we had a FULL ORDER just for her. We specifically told her that we were NOT going to eat them…
…just so she would more fully appreciate how thoughtful we were
…and what great parents we are!
Well, today we called and gave her the bad news. We had eaten our few Jack Stack leftovers we had for breakfast. Now, out here in the…cold… frozen tundra, all that keeping us from starvation were…those beautiful…Fire…Kissed…Wings…
Honey, we’re sorry…really. But “Survival” never tasted so good!
We hope she understands.
Thank God that we had them.
