Every Friday morning Glynda and I have breakfast at La Madeleine's. We've been doing this for years and we have some friends there. One of them is the manager, Leonard. Last year at our first Friday morning breakfast after Glynda's surgery, Leonard wasn't there - he'd been transferred to a restaurant in Arlington. Also, Jacque had gone back to France, leaving only John who is from South Africa and Gerber, a Hispanic who, in spite of his limited English, takes very good care of us, expecially when we eat outside. Last week was my week to buy so I went a little ahead of Glynda and walked in and there was Jacque! It was really great to see him and he still remembered our usual order. Then he said "Look who else is here" and pointed towards the cash register. It was Leonard! Now Leonard is a big African-American with a big voice and a big laugh! It was a reunion we hadn't expected. Glynda gave him a big hug when she walked in and Leonard had coffee with us as we ate our breakfast. We caught up on all that had been happening since we'd gone to Arlinton to have breakfast with him on the way to Herb's funeral. We're going to have to get up early at least one Friday a month after we move to Quitman to go to La Madeleines for breakfast.
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I've never had breakfast at La Madeleines. Only lunch or dinner. I bet they have a great breakfast that is only better with the company of good friends!
Did you have breakfast there the day after Thanksgiving? I hope so because I suspect that means you were feeling better then.
I hope whatever was ailing you at Thanksgiving is long gone by now. :)
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