My Farewell to Delray adventures took me to Sal’s for some pasta e fagioli.
Which I haven’t had since Mom was here.
Now I know where the phrase “Crying in my soup” comes from.
Stopped at Poppie’s, a place I always felt Grampy would love, for some takeout matzoh ball soup.
Saw chocolate-covered macaroons.
I am a macaron fan (and Macron). But he was allll about the macaroons.
Bought two. Offered him his when I got home.
At Poppie’s, the guy at the deli counter asked if I have a husband.
I figured be truthful. I said no.
He said oh I was going to say your husband is so lucky to have someone as bubbly as you.
I laughed. “That’s probably why I’m bubbly!” I said.
He did not laugh.
Handed me my shit without another word.
My guess is he’s over here thinking he’s got a mean-ass wife at home. And here I am saying that your ass makes her unhappy.
Don’t get me wrong — she could be a Goonhilda for all we know. But from his reaction, something tells me she was a free spirit once.
I hopped over to Ross and just about got killed by an old lady who AIMED AT ME and another pedestrian.
I thought surely she’s not going to turn left into the crosswalk without at least stopping.
Yes the fuck she did.
My next stop on the journey was to Saltwater brewery.
That was totally unplanned but I saw the Cousins Maine Lobster truck there.
I only went to Saltwater with Mom … to park, get “wobster” for Wobin … and GTFO.
Well yesterday I got beers … and I was happy.
And I got wobster rolls … and I was VERY happy.
Also got a clam chowder for the road, to go with my pasta e fagioli, matzoh ball soup and now chowda “soupie” trio.
Soupie is what mom called Lil Soups for the cats.
Grampy used to always summon us for dinner with, “SOUP!”
Which I assume came from the military. You know, back when we fought fascists and didn’t reward them with our tax dollars.
In any event, I like to think my relatives appreciate being included.
Or maybe they are busy with their new afterlives or reincarnated lives and are like WHAT.
I try to think back to being a kid and there were some times I definitely went out-of-body. I wonder if I were being called back to a former life for some reason.
My psychic said Mom and I have traveled many lifetimes together. Maybe someone called ME back for a question or to give an offering.
I sure hope I’m right about all this. I’ll definitely come back and watch over my nieces Alex and Riley.
I just hope I don’t get blown up in this stupid religious war before I can leave them a lil something to make them miss me a bit.