My dad is not a difficult man to understand. Shamoopie and I took him out for his 74th birthday this past Sunday night. Papa likes him some food. If you put a plate of good food in front of him he can't talk or listen to a word that you say. All he can think about is the food. Until it is gone, you get nothing. He doesn't like fancy. We tried that last year and all we got from him was "what is that again?". He wanted Outback Steakhouse. Regular vegetables and meat. Big slabs of meat.
Shamoopie knows this and loves my dad. She is able to work around the not talking and not listening during good food time.
The man remembers every good meal that he has ever had. He can tell you about the Lobster Bisque that he had in Maryland and the Bloody Mary that he had in Maine. He also can tell you in excruciating detail, the best steak, best prime rib, best chicken, potatoes, green beans, yadda, yadda, yadda...
The best onion soup comes from ye Jolly Onion Inn. He loves the place. Hasn't been there in 20 years but according to him it's still the best.
That's my dad and you are not going to change him but who wants to?
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Your dad sounds like a pretty cool guy. My dad is the same age, his passion is wine, a little different then food, but we do enjoy his passion together!
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