Surely there is some Italian in my DNA, because I always want to stop for pizza; Herb does not. But today we laugh when we see a Godfathers Pizza, as it brings back memories of our daughters Patrice and Vicki working at a Godfathers in Baton Rouge LA when they were in high school. It was a mile from our house to their school, so they could walk or ride the school bus, but they convinced us that if we would buy them a car, they could get a job after school to earn money for fuel and to supplement their allowances.
So we bought them a quite used convertible that would probably be safe only on the neighborhood streets, and told them in no uncertain terms, that they were not allowed to get on major streets or the Interstate.
"Yes, Sir; Yes, Ma'am."
So it is many years later when they are adults and we can no longer punish them, that they tell us how they volunteered to drive from Baton Rouge to Lafayette LA -- on the Interstate! -- to another Godfathers to fetch supplies. Their manager could always count on them. I suppose the manager gave them fuel money.
Today this pizza parlor definitely needs to be photographed to fondly remember those days. We also think it is a great place for lunch.
We laugh again when we see one of the young employees climb on top of the Coke machine -- no proper ladder -- to do some type electrical work. Is she qualified? Horrors! My thoughts are, "Little girl, do your mother and father know what your duties are at Godfathers Pizza?" Again, we think of Patrice and Vicki.
Lunch is really great! Especially the Canadian Bacon with pineapple. Herb enjoys it, too.
We finally make it out of Texas and stop for the night at Gallup NM. I don't shop here, but enjoy the art.
and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
Saturday, May 20, 2017
Coke machine? Looks like Bud Light to me. ;-)
ReplyDeleteGosh, Jim, only you would notice there is no Diet Coke on that machine! ;)
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