Ladies and gentlemen,

Well, I'm three bucks to the feed bag. That's 3 hours travel to the restaurant. AND, AND I'm curious to meet as many of the so-called 'French Dips' you speak of. Are they French tourists, French-Americans or a food item? Not sure, my curiosity has gotten the better of me and I'd like to find the answer to the quiz in person.

Any room at table? I'll be bringing my old best friend Ray (my '49 1/2 ton) so I'd be mighty obliged to be considered for a parking spot.

I've decided to travel 'the southern route' through 460 if anyone would like to convoy to the restaurant.

Fondest regards,

Cosmo

~ Cosmo
1949 Chevy Half Ton
Rocinante, like Don Quixote, he is awkward, past his prime, and engaged in a task beyond his capacities.
"...my good horse Rocinante, mine eternal and inseparable companion in all my journeys and courses." ...Don Quixote, Cervantes
"If you come to a fork in the road, take it."...Yogi Berra
"Rudeness is the weak man's imitation of strength." ...Eric Hoffer