Too Good To "Stay" in Vegas

Since none of the Grand kids were coming for Christmas this year, my wife, daughter and I decided to spend the holidays in Las Vegas.  I like to gamble, the girls like to shop and we all enjoy good entertainment.  With cell phones in hand we were able to do our "own things" and still meet up for supper.

My first day got off to a good start.  I woke up early and around 7:30am arrived at one of the small casinos to play some black jack.  At this time of the morning the tables were empty.  People playing at this time were either Old Timers that get up early or folks that had been up all night.

I sat down at an empty table and begin playing.  I was soon joined by a couple of "red-eyed" guys.  It wasn't long before we were joined by a young, well-dressed woman.  She was very delightful and engaging.   She talked with everyone, asked for help in playing her cards and cheered when any body won. 

I found out she was from San Francisco and had been living in Las Vegas about a year.  Around ten o'clock I decided it was time to check on the girls and their plans for the day.  I made the comment that I needed to "check on my group".  Whereupon she asked me who I was with.  I answered,  "my wife and daughter".  She then said, "Oh, you brought sand to the beach!"  I said, "What?"  She repeated it.  After a few seconds of pondering her comment, I got it!


Having had a good day at the tables, I returned the next day around the same time to the same casino.
The same young woman was there and was wearing the same dress. 

I think she might have been a hooker!

I Yam What I Yam!

I don't like sweet potatoes!  Never have, never will.  I don't like the look of them.  I don't like the texture. I think they are vile and disgusting.  I don't care how you cook 'em, I ain't eatin' 'em!!

 



Until now I have never gone public with my distaste of the sweet potato.  I have many friends, relatives and acquaintances that like them.  I have never attempted to dissuade anyone from eating
them.  Any time someone has offered me a sweet potato dish, I politely say, "No thank you" and eat something else.  Today,  I just felt like proclaiming my dislike of this particular legume.  I recognize that in expressing my personal opinion I might be subject to some negative feedback. Paula Deen could "de-friend" me on Facebook..  I could be denied service at Aunt Bea's Southern Diner in Beauregard Parrish.  Or, even called an "anti-yamite". That is their right.  But, the facts are I still won't eat sweet potatoes.  And, I won't care if others do.

Everyone has the right to their own culinary pleasures.  Everyone has the right to express their opinions about food.  But, they don't have the right to force feed what they like to some one that doesn't like it.