after last week's near-heatstrokes, it was cold enough this morning to stoke up the fire in the dining room. not that it mattered, you could count the number of customers that came in on one hand. a cartoon hand, for that matter (let's see who gets that reference...).
except we're not laughing. 'february's usually the slowest month', we've been told. but I'm sure that nobody expected quite the crunch that we all seem to be feeling.
there's an old saying:
come in and eat, before we both starve