Instead of risking being late for work, I abandoned the major chain (no hard feelings, glad to see you doing well and all) and headed to Old Country Buffet<\/a>. You can stop the eye rolling. I like the place. Good coffee, Rice Krispy bars, pot roast, ham, mashed potatoes, etc. Comfort food. Best Veteran’s Day meal ever.<\/p><\/div><\/p>\n I didn’t even ask about getting the military discount. I leave that one to the younger men and women who have taken over in the wake of my generation moving on to the important things: getting fat and bald. I paid my tab and hung my coat on the back of the chair.<\/p>\n A quick tour led me to the carving table where a giant slab of ham beckoned. If you can’t have bacon, ham is close enough. The young man at the carving station asked for my order and quickly filled it – and a giant hunk of ham it was! As I turned to head to my table he said, “Did you serve.”<\/p>\n Given the context of being served in a restaurant it took me a moment to figure out what he meant. I suppose the Casper Society<\/a> (WARNING: autoloading sound file) hat on my fat head was a giveaway. And in that moment there was no finer, more welcome, better tasting meal in all of the world than what I had in my hand. “Yes, I did. A long time ago.”<\/p>\n “Thank you, Sir. I appreciate it.”<\/p>\n Finest meal I’ve had in a long time. And a well mannered young man who will be in my prayers when I go to bed tonight. <\/p>\n The meal may have cost me a bit on the credit card, the recognition and respect were priceless.<\/p>\n God Bless America – there’s hope for us yet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"![\"Best](\"http:\/\/commotioninthepews.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/11\/20131111_194450-300x225.jpg\")
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