My grandmother and my mother came to visit last week.
My grandmother is an 85 year old foodie. When I was a little girl, she and her friend Millie would pick up my brother and me for a day trip or a weekend away (my grandfather died when I was young, so grandmom always traveled with one of her close group of friends). I am not exaggerating one bit when I say that my brother and I would climb into the car at 7:00 in the morning, Millie would pull out onto Route 100, and my grandmother would turn around in her seat and ask “What are you hungry for for dinner tonight?”
My mother would probably prefer that I not divulge her name