My rumbling belly indicated it was time for a family dinner. Since I was missing my mom and dad; I decided to invite them along. Never mind that they pay and provide transportation. I wanted a special dinner out with Joseph and my parents.
A coupon decided the location — Beef O'Brady's in Stow, OH. Too bad I couldn't read the coupon. It was for a free kid's meal. My boy eats like an adult. Oh, well...
We had a nice comfortable seat in a booth. There was plenty of room, and the table was clean. But we were too close to the door. I got blasted with cold every time the door opened. The waitress came to our table while I was joking around with Joseph. Did I really mean it when I said "No pop?" Of course not. We both got Coke. They turned out to be big ones, too. The waitress, who was really nice, thought it was cool how Joseph signed to me.
What to eat? It usually takes some planning when a deaf-blind person goes out to eat. How will they read the menu? Some restaurants provide braille menus. I don't like that option. My braille reading skills are so slow. I'd still be reading the menu while everyone else was finished with dinner.
Another idea is to look up the menu online before going out to eat. I do have some menus that a friend sent to me. I keep forgetting I have better internet access now that I'm learning to use an actual computer. I never thought to look up Beef O'Brady's.
When I'm out with my family, it doesn't matter. I say, "No beef or fish." Mom gives me some suggestions about what she knows I like. This time she only had to mention one item, and I knew what I wanted. She's pretty good, huh?
I find it ironic that we went to Beef O'Brady's and no one had beef. Both my parents got fish, Joseph ordered chicken and I had....everything. Or at least that's how it seemed. I got a combo appetizer with onion rings, mozzarella cheese sticks, chicken tenders and cheese quesadilla. Mmmmmm.....
This turned out to be tricky. Each item came with a different type of sauce. I couldn't keep track of the cups and kept dippin' in the wrong place.
The solution is to simplify. I don't like salsa, so I got rid of that. The dip for the onion rings was spicy and weird, so I dumped that one too. Joe poured me some ketchup exactly where I wanted it.
The food was amazing, scrumptious, delicious and totally toothsome. (I don't know what "toothsome means, but it was on the synonym list, and I just had to use it.) Let's put it this way --The food was VERY good.
It was also big. I had Joseph, the eating machine, on my side of the table. We still had plenty left over. I know what's for lunch tomorrow.
During the meal we talked about life: the good, the bad and the ugly. Which am I? I forced Joseph to stop playing on his iPhone and talk to the family. My parents discussed training their dogs.
I told them about being trained by my cat. No, Dad, you can't put Bast in the freezer. My mother informed me about the shooting threat at Davey Elementary School. Ooops... I'm a loyal Patch Blogger but not always a loyal reader.
My dad paid, gathered up our goodie bags and guided me out to the car. Back at home, I plopped my heavy tummy into my recliner and snuggled under a blanket to get warm. Bast joined me and I gave her a good rub down. Now I'm working hard on digesting all that food.
Thank you for joining us at Beef O'Brady's. Come again soon.