Friday, August 01, 2008

My mother at the restaurant I took her (and Maya) to lunch at:

"Ohh, I'm going to get a nanaimo bar." said with her face pressed against the glass, eyeing the tower of desserts.

"Excuse me," said to the server behind the counter "could you tell me which ones are it NANAIMO BAR?"

"That would be these ones ma'am."

"Oh, okay. Well, I'll try one of those then thank you."

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