GOOD FOOD

My wife and I occasionally go to a nice restaurant to eat. My wife mother lives with us and she stays with children. This makes it very easy for us to go out for the evening.
Last week we went to the restaurant in a new hotel. We had a wonderful meal. First, we had soup and a salad. Then Helen, my wife, had lamb chops with peas and carrots, and I had a medium rare steak with mashed potatoes and plenty of gravy. For dessert, I had some ice cream and Helen had fresh fruit. We had several cups of coffee after we finished eating. The food was delicious, the portions were generous, and it wasn’t too expensive.
Our children don’t like to eat in restaurant because they have to sit and be quiet for a long time. They would rather go to their grand mother’s farm. Their grandmother – my mother – prepares everything they like. She usually has fried chicken, corn, and hot biscuits with honey. She always serves plenty of chocolate ice cream and cake for dessert.
I’m always surprised that my father doesn’t weigh a lot more when I see how much he eats. But he works very hard on the farm from about 5 o’clock in the morning until it gets dark in the evening.
When my parents visit us in the city, we usually take them to a restaurant. I know they enjoy it, but my father always eats something else after he gets home. The portions may be generous in the restaurant but they are still not large enough for a hungry farmer.