Ruby's

I woke up this morning....to a scene...of us at the MacDade Ruby's. It was just so real feeling. I felt like you and I were sitting at a table there and just enjoying the time. I could feel your prescence right close to me. It was like we just walked in and were being shown our table. I remember those little brown booths with the light nearby. Typically, sit down, then just get right back up to get your salad. It was just so close to feeling you there. You sure did love going there. Ha. I think in one way you felt fancy going there...even if it was on MacDade Blvd. Always do that one app I can't think of, something and artichoke dip. ah. I can't remember. Then the tried and true quesadillas. hahahahahhaha. You would always people watch. My God. Ha. I knew you just liked seeing people of all types. Come in, you would smile. If they were, um, someone you would think I would find atypical, your eyes would open up wide and you would grin. Knowing that I wanted to say something, but I would just shake my head. Ah Mom. I sure did love those meals. I feel like I would drive there and meet you. Maybe I was coming from Manayunk or coming from somewhere on my way home. I know you went there with many of us. I would always crack up when the check came. You would always have your clear bag of things and that bank card that I basically thought was fake every time cause you couldn't feel the numbers. You even kept it in the paper case. To this day, it's still in that case. Ah. I remember we would leave happy, full, content. Not really worrying about tomorrow...just enjoying today. I would always watch you get in your car and pull away...as any son or man might do. You would always have some type of coupon you would pull out of your purse. I would be like, "prices aren't that bad..." You'd be like, "shoot, I don't care....I mean, Bobby, they send these out, they want you to use them...gets customers in the door...." I think of that place. It's still there. Maybe the tables we sat are the same. Maybe the seats are. Maybe the lights are. Maybe the plates are. Maybe someone who is still there waited on us. You're not here....that hurts. My Ruby at Ruby's. We sure did eat well. I am thankful we had those moments. ..that I will always remember and that will be here forever. XO. Bobby

“I don't know where I'm going, but I'm on my way.” - George Fairman


 

 

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