The dinner

The movers finally the trucks unloaded and the Uhaul delivered to its resting place and back to Dianne and I waiting in our van. The plan was to meet at our house then do dinner. But we figured we would meet them and the guys could follow us and then they could leave right from the restaurant for their respective motels. The Shang Hi is way north then our house and would be a ways to have to come back. So, we caravanned into Salt Lake and down to the restaurant

Being in charge of the restaurant is always such a risk—but everyone said they liked Asian and so I picked the Shang Hi on Street and 1700 South. I love going there with a crowd and sitting at one of their round tables. As soon as we entered the placee my fear of having selected wrong went out the window. The aroma of the shang Hi won the movers over as soon as they inhaled the atmosphere. The hour was still relatively early so there was not a huge crowd in place. They set us at a round table, as I had anticipated and hoped they would, Dianne and I ordered three orders of the egg rolls, huge deep fat fried egg rolls stuffed with Shang Hi’s mysteriously lovely filling. The egg rolls were a hit and soon everyone was chomping and talking. True the chomping would have been a bit more fun if the restaurant had wine available, but we got by. The orders them selves were great, beef and broccoli , shrimp, chicken sweet and sour more. When the meals arrives we had a feast before us. The food was placed on the Lazy Susan in the center of the table and everyone dug in. The meal and conversation was great. These guys had worked so hard and done well…a surgical extraction, mom had to buy furniture, and gets the items stored and moved into her new place. I am sure Mom is still feeing the discomfort of the move and I would not be surprised some feelings of betrayal from her family. I hope she is able to make the transition. She was tired last night when they had left her in her new room. I still have to visit with her.

Dianne took off this morning to take aunt Elaine’s scissors back but just as we got on the Interstate the van started making a horrible knocking. We parked the vehicle and walked to a train station and finally got home after hours of walking and rolling. I am had enough power just barely an Dianne did OK. We stopped at the Villiage Inn for dinner and later for Chia at Salt Lake Roasting company.

I should be more upset about the vehicle crapping out on us but we were able to get back OK, the weather was nice and we were able to have a great time being out with each other and like Dianne says this event probably saved our lives..