Birthdays

Well, I made it through Randy's birthday and then my birthday 3 days later. I am 362 days older than Randy, so for those 362 days he would call me a cougar and tell me I was robbing the cradle. On my birthday he wold happily wish me a happy birthday and tell me that I was back to robbing the cradle again. 

In 2023 Randy's birthday was a little different. You don't realize how many of life's special occasions revolve around food until you have experienced life with esophageal cancer. Randy was recovering from surgery last year, working on getting off the feeding tube, slowly introducing solid foods. We talked about how we'd be celebrating in 2024 when he'd be able to eat somewhat normally again. Little did we know.

Anyone who knew Randy knew that he had his favorites, and he rarely deviated from those things. One of his favorites was Ocoee Dam Deli where he'd get the open faced roast beef, mashed potatoes, green beans and extra brown gravy. His other favorite was Captain D's. We actually had a favorite booth at the Captain D's in Cleveland - that tells you how much he loved it there.

This year I spent Randy's birthday with family in Atlanta, which is exactly what I needed and where I needed to be. We celebrated Ben's birthday, which is the 8th, and my birthday, which is the 18th. I came home for my birthday and spent a quiet day here with Frackie.

If you are out and about this weekend and see a Captain D's, stop in and order Randy's favorite -  a 3 piece batter dipped fish meal with fries and green beans. And don't forget the extra tartar sauce.




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