Fat Joe's With Rumble Strip

Since Kallie is the sole survivor at Artesian West, we decided we better feed her before she started foraging in the forest. Since she is spectacular, we let her pick the restaurant. She said Fat Joe’s. We drove to the restaurant and began our parking sequence when she realize she was mixed up. She meant Friar Tuck’s and enticed us there with the promise of twice-baked potato dip. So we regrouped and set off for some holy food at the monastery. When we arrived, OOPS. No. She meant Fat Joe’s all along, not Friar Tuck’s, but for penance, she would give up the tater dip and eat the Friar food. But God had bigger plans for Kallie than monk meat. Just like the Wittenburg Door, there was a writ explaining a temporary closure on Mondays at Fat Joe’s until further notice. AND - Oh, wait. Kallie had actually read her phone incorrectly. The Tater Dip is at Fat Joe’s not Friar Tuck’s! So back we go and glory be - WHAT A MENU!

Kallie picked the 12-person Mafia booth for our seating. It looked like we were waiting for the rest of the jurors to arrive. To make it even more interesting, we wedged Kallie between us and covered her bare back with paper napkins. We cuddled her to keep her warm despite the over-zealous A/C. We were so excited about the menu options, we completely forgot to order our raison d’etre: the tater dip. We also got as far as posing for a selfie, but, alas, I took too long trying to find my phone in my Hogwarts infinity purse, and my photo subjects went back to their dinners. The photo opp. was lost, but during the “on the way home chatting,” Kallie revealed a personal factoid we had never heard before: When she was younger, her friends called her “Rumble Strip” like the intentionally uneven areas on the roads designed to alert drivers to something of importance like a cow crossing. When we asked her why she had such an odd nickname, she showed us.

See why we don’t want her to move away? She brings so much unexpected fun to even the most normal parts of life. We sure love her.