So we have reached the end of our first week together and all is going well, though mum has been a bit jet-lagged and sleeping a lot. Her mantra these days is a saying of her father’s – once a man and twice a child. Translated to the feminine gender that would be once a woman twice a child – but she never says that. She is well into that second childhood stage of her life now ands she is increasingly frustrated by how little she can actually do for herself.
We went out to eat tonight at Espanol – an age old restaurant in Sacramento. Despite the name, it is an Italian restaurant. It is way over the top with the quantity of food, but quality is perhaps not their strong suite. Looking around the restaurant, I saw so many tables like ours – an elderly parent, usually just one of them, with a 50 something son/daughter - or at least that is my interpretation. It’s the place to take your parents when the hip California cuisine doesn’t appeal anymore. The great thing about it is that there is so much food you come away with enough to feed you for the next day.
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