During my Gulf Coast vacation that year, Wifey and I pulled in to Hattiesburg for dinner, Outback. She asks for a Wallaby Darned.
“Sorry, we’re all out of the mix!” our wait staff replied. (Up until that point, I didn’t know you needed a mix…)
Wifey asks for a tall glass of Vodka, short glass of peach nectar, and ice. Puzzled waitstaff looked on as Wifey mixed it up and took a slug. “Just like home!”
It was a lot of vodka. I tipped well and let them clean off the table early, because, “There’ll be some table dancing later on, whether this establishment permits it or not!” and “We’ll name the baby after you if it’s a girl!”
An hour later, a typical Mississippi summer gulf thunderstorm popped up. Yeah, I’m a stormchaser, but I can honestly say that this was one of the top ten gullywashers I’ve ever seen. The parking lot of the Baskin-Robins was flooded, had to wait in the car for a time until we could get in to the hotel…turned on the Jackson 10 PM News and they spent thirty seconds during the weather on the ‘scattered showers’…