I had to get over to my club, to interview a new member Friday afternoon- about 4PM. I was a little late, but knew my buddy would be there to start the interview! I walk in about 20 minutes after, and ask "Is he here?" Nope. This was the second interview he had missed, and I was pissed... Called him, and he explained he had a flat 35 miles away, and would be late. He was late already, and hadn't called us- why not? This guy is a friend of a pardner I have in our Hunting Club up North, and he knows alot of people I know.. not getting off on the right foot with me. Our club is a working mans' club- but hard to get into, average wait= 14 years... He promises to be there today at noon- and he had better be...
Got out of the club, and zoomed to the local meat market to pick up some Kielbasa- a Polish sausage very popular around here. Simmered in beer for 1 hour, got out the Polish mustard, catsup, and horseradish sauce and had a quick, but excellent Friday treat! Wife made brownies for later- the Dutch sweet tooth will never die..
