Amoeba declared that if he ate one more piece of fish he was going to die. Then he said we were going to Red Robin for lunch and he was ordering meat. I wasn’t as down on fish as Amoeba, but I had certainly had my fill of drawn butter and cream sauces, so I agreed — but I was craving salad.
We went to the Red Robin at Wareham Crossing Mall in Wareham, MA. Amoeba ordered Nachoes. I had a Chinese Chicken Salad. And then I asked the waiter:
“Where is your carousel horse? I have been eating in Red Robin restaurants since the early 80s, and have visited RR restaurants in half a dozen states. Every one of those restaurants has has at least one carousel horse. Where is yours?”
Maleek, our server extraordinaire, said that the Plymouth RR has a carousel horse, but — alas — their store did not. I said, “But a Red Robin just isn’t a Red Robin without a carousel horse!” Maleek apologized and went away. I dug into my salad and it was so good I promptly forgot about carousel horses or anything that didn’t involve mandarin oranges, tangy Asian salad dressing and fresh veggies.
Maleek returned to the table. He said, “I didn’t want you to be disappointed, so I got you a carousel horse.”
I was amazed and charmed. How incredibly sweet. Maleek mentioned my comment to the manager, who went back, found me a clip art horse, printed him out and pasted him on a carousel stick just for me. If you are ever in Wareham, Massachusetts, be sure to visit Wareham Crossing and eat at the Red Robin — and make sure you ask for Maleek. He goes above and beyond the expected customer service.
Thanks Maleek. Lunch was delicious and Amoeba and I had a great time!
Right now I am exhausted. We landed at Logan Airport in Boston after over overnight flight in which I may have managed 4 hours of semi-concious sleep. We rented a car and drove to Cape Cod. Yes, I have some photos. I’ll share them when I am not too exhausted to make sense.
We ate breakfast at a friendly restaurant named Friendly’s, then Amoeba took me sightseeing. I saw some sights. I got sand from the Atlantic Ocean in my shoes and socks — a bit of salt water, too. I also collected a pocket full of sea shells and a cute nugget of pink granite. I wanted to pick ALL of the pink granite up, but Amoeba said he is not carrying a suitcase full of rocks home. I do wish he was a little more reasonable about such matters, but I love him anyway.
We went to Scusset Beach State Reservation and Amoeba showed me the end of the Cape Cod Canal. I collected a couple of really great photos there. We also met a local named Tom. I was really surprised to learn that he keeps a harem. I didn’t think such things were legal in this country. Still, looking at him you can clearly see why the ladies find him irresistible. He is quite a looker!
I’ve been doing internet research on Cheap Flights. It is time for a trip east to see Amoeba’s family. We were there last February for Amoeba’s mom’s 80th birthday, but it looks like we won’t make it back until April this year.
I am all up for visiting in April. I recall very well that February was cold! I’ve had enough of that now, thanks. I’m looking for warm and All Cheap Fare is helping me! They offer up to 65% off the price off regular airfare!
At any rate, Amoeba wants me to score the Airline Tickets asap. The earlier we buy the cheaper they are.
I am excited to see Tilden! I am also excited to see the Atlantic up close and personal. I saw it last year, but I didn’t get out of the car. It was way too cold!
Speaking of being warm, All Cheap Fare also sells vacation packages. You suppose Amoeba would notice if I booked a vacation for two in the Caribbean? I can see me on the beach with one of those little umbrella drinks in my hand.