This picture comes to us courtesy of a one Al Forbes. Thanks, Al.
From November 6, 2014, comes this story, extensively re-written. I don’t know if it’s a superior version or not, I just know I drug it out of mothballs and went to work.
The restaurant mentioned in this story actually exists, by the way, and is one of my favorites — the Gas Light Grill in Leawood, Kansas. Elegant food, a classic jazz ensemble and a dance floor. Love it!
I’m a fan of vintage stuff, although this story really has nothing to do with cars. It’s actually about a guy going out with a younger woman and the guy feels the age gap is, for him, anyway, an elephant in the room.
You see, Tom and Janine are on their third date and she has chosen this restaurant.
So … let’s listen in —
Tom’s third date with Beautiful Janine started feeling awkward.
“Janine, why’d you choose this place?”
“Why wouldn’t I? I like steaks, candlelight, soft jazz with dance floors …”
“ …and thought I might like it because I’m older, right?”
Janine sighed. “Older? Look, Tom. You’re 52, you never married. But, you’re accomplished and respectable. I’m 30. Men my age are nothing but boys. You’re like vintage wine aged to perfection …” She took his hand. “… and good enough for me. Dance?”
As they danced, Tom held her in his arms, softly singing, “It poured sweet and clear, it was a very good year …”