Chicken, pasta salad and rice.

I took Marilyn Jane to a place she likes to eat called Hawaiian Bros. They specialize in different flavors of marinated chicken. We ate about six chickens between us I think.

It was my first trip out to a restaurant in almost seven months. The place looks like it used to be a car dealership, but that allows for diners to be spaced quite a distance from each other.

I’m past the point where I should have made some decisions about my meat consumption and how I’m going to participate in the climate change economy, but it was a wonderful moment of semi-normalcy with her.


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