Pot Roast

In the middle of the day, a couple of days ago, I had the biggest craving for pot roast. Not just any pot roast - Mom's Pot Roast. Holy Cow, I wanted some of that so bad I was ready to fly to VA and beg Queen Rose to make it. I ended up going to lunch yesterday at a local restaurant (Roadhouse) where I knew they served a pot roast dinner (called Nana's Pot Roast). It doesn't compare to hers, but I thought it would curb the craving. I looked at the menu and to my disappointment, did not see it. Fortunately, we had the server who likes us because we used to come in all the time. She checked in the kitchen and they said that they'd hook me up. They did; it was good, but still couldn't compare. But now I'm not distracted by the thought of it.

I sent her note to let her know. Since I'm not going home again until June, I don't guess I'll get it anytime soon.