| At the Moss Beach Distillery, there is a legend of The Blue Lady, a ghostly vision that appears from time to time. She's sort of the mascot of the restaurant. We were having a nice hamburger there tonight, outside on the patio so that the canine member of our group could stay with us. Dinner arrived, and I commenced enjoying it. But I felt...a presence. Maybe it was the Blue Lady!! But out of the corner of my right eye, I saw what it was. Georgia, being very patient, was watching my every move. It's not that I was so interesting, but every movement revealed a french fry. I could feel Georgia willing me to move the fries closer...within reach...just a little bit more... |
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