We may have mentioned that wring makes mustard. She makes up batches of prepared mustard for use and as gifts to friends and family. Horseradish mustard. garlic mustard, sweet "pub-style" mustard, cranberry mustard. Wring's lawyer buddy likes the stuff, so we met him at the brewery next door last week to give him some cranberry style. When he heard she also made garlic, he ooohed and asked for some, so this past afternoon we arranged to meet him again at the brewery.
Now the place is "next door", as in no structures between there and our apartment building. But there is his parking lot, so it is about half a block to walk. About ten cars side by side.
Just a flannel shirt today as it was in the 60s. But as we came out our door to walk over there, it was pouring rain, raining hard. So we thought, "Let's drive."
So we did.
Ran to the car, drove over to their lot and parked next to the building, and ran inside.
I feel pretty decadent, driving next door.
On the other hand, Mr.Lawyer was happy to get his mustard, and sprang for our brown ales.
And we barely got wet.