Those Hot Dogs Are Flavortown, Though

, , , , | Romantic | March 9, 2020

I was going on an Amtrak overnight trip to see my daughter and grandbabies. The train usually leaves the local station around 6:35 pm, so my husband said he’d take me to dinner.

There are a lot of nice places around there, so I thought this would be a nice send-off!

Wrong. (-Ish)

We had to go to a local big warehouse membership store for some treats for the grandkids. Said big warehouse membership store has a food court that sells, well, food. 

Specifically, they sell a hot dog and drink for $1.50 plus tax.

Guess where my hubs ended up buying me dinner? At least he thought of me. 

It’s still a great laugh.

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