Number Two Hundred and Sixty Three:
Dots Back Inn, Lunch, Corned Beef Hash
I managed to cut the grass before the brief rain storm, plus we went to Southern States to get some bird feed. Lisa asked if there was anything to eat out in the West End that sounded good, I couldn't really think of any, especially at 10:30 in the morning. Best bet is to head to familiar territory and Dots. We sat at the bar, flanked on either side by people we see at Yoga fairly often. Seek and Find is pretty easy this time.