I see that last Thursday I did not blog about going out to eat. Was it last Thursday? Perhaps it was another day, and I am looking at the wrong blog posts. My point is that one day recently, I came home from work and Steven said, “I want to send out or go out for dinner, and I said, “GO out!”
The same thing happened today. We ended up at the End Zone Pub and Grub in Herkimer and had a very nice time.
We arrived about twenty till five, ordered wine and asked if the kitchen was open. The owner told us it would be at five, when his son arrived. We sipped our wine and bided our time.
Eventually I got a cheeseburger and Steven got chicken tenders with fries. I helped him eat his fries. While we sipped and ate, we talked about plays, movies, the Oscars, and playing darts. Two other patrons were playing darts at the time.
As we left, I told the owner I wanted to get a picture of him and his son for a blog post some time.
“Do you want to do it now?” he asked, and called his son out.
The men responsible for our good time.
After I got that shot, I took a couple more.
My date for the evening.
The dart board.
I thought it made for a fun Thursday night. One more work day to get through before the weekend!
