Saturday, June 12, 2010

When There Are Just Two

Here the Netflix sat on the table for weeks on end. Neither one of us claimed it under the current rules of operation in our house, "if it isn't me, it is thee."
Finally, last night fresh from the new salad and hamburger joint where the old Safeway used to be --- yes, Fuddruckers closed! --- we sat down to watch the movie.
It was good. And we decided it must have been a Martta referral.
We have a hard time remembering the name of the new joint because we thought it was Goodfellas, but no, the web says: Rockafellas. The name doesn't matter. We know where it is and the food is good.

1 comment:

  1. I loved this movie! I cried a lot as I remember. My friend Marilyn and her husband Russ just saw the stage play (musical-music by Elton John) while they were in Chicago a week (or so) ago.
    The movie demonstrated to me what joy one can experience when you follow your passion(s). And the importance of love... Wow, that ending!

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