re: #453 HoosierHoops

LOL
When we lived in Napa they had farmers market every friday night on 3ed and Main and there was this play that made hot fresh bread of every kind..
Ahhh the nights sitting there eating warm bread and butter..
I’m surprised I don’t weight 300 lbs! LOL

My squadron was home-ported at NAS Lemoore. Up in Fresno was a combination bar/Greek restaurant. Circa ‘65/66, it had a 25 year-or-such anniversary celebration. Spent the evening drinking wine, eating Greek horsedeverses (howeverthhell ya’ spell it), listening to the band and watching the dancing. (It was my introduction to the bouzoukee. Have about 30 Greek CDs today.) That evening, I was like a well-fed puppy getting his tummy rubbed!