Dair seemed to enjoy our first trip to the new Mexican restaurant so much that we thought we'd try it again. Karl was traveling for work, so it was just "the girls." We got there before the mariachi band started and Dair ordered coffee to drink. Then she remarked that it "sure is loud in here," so I suggested she remove her hearing aids. She refused.
I should have seen it coming - no Karl, no wine...it was going to be a disaster.
The band started playing and Dair grimaced. I made her take out the hearing aids and she was not too happy. While waiting for her food she ate spoonfuls of salsa even though I had shown her how to dip chips into it and warned her that it was spicy. She complained throughout the meal about the choice of restaurant. I reminded her that she had liked it the last time we were there. Finally, we were finished and we headed out the door. "Don't ever take me back there again," she said as we got into the car. "I promise I won't," I replied. As if!
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