Rain Out

Rain Out means dinner with my Husband!

Around 4:30 yesterday afternoon I receive a text from my husband "Game Cancelled.....want to go to Flying Biscuit"........my reply "YES!!!!!!!"


There was excitement for two reasons: a whole night with my husband and dinner at one of my favorite restaurant's The Flying Biscuit.

I slip on my rain boots and grab my umbrella and off we drove into the rain. I love RAIN! We arrive at the restaurant and Chris suggests we sit outside. What a great husband, I have.



I order hot chocolate...not that it was cold outside but I wanted to pretend, Chris orders coffee. The waitress brings out the warm biscuits with the apple cinnamon jelly, ohh how delish and we indulge.

For me there was no need to look through the menu, but on the other side of the table it was a different story. Chris could not decide what he wanted. He knew what he wanted but could not find it on the menu. Finally, he mixed and matched and we order.

As we wait for our food, we sit, talk about the future, listen to the rain and drink our warm drinks. It was amazing....we were not rushed to get to the field or get home so we could go to bed and sleep. We just sat there and talked and enjoyed.


Our food came and it was melt in your mouth delicious. I ordered the Flying Egg Benedict on a whole wheat english muffin, turkey bacon and fruit. Chris ordered eggs over easy, potatoes and a small stack of pancakes.

We ate and enjoyed. It was perfect.