She loved a good steak. She loved it really rare. But warm. Once when we drove from LA to Reno with a really early start. We left so early we ate breakfast as our first stop. We drove through the farmland and all of a sudden she says we are going to a steakhouse for breakfast. It was somewhere close to Bakersfield. We stopped and had a steak and eggs breakfast. One of the best Ive ever had. Anyway this Restaurant stuck to my mind as it was the only time the steak was too raw and COLD for Bonnie’s taste and she sent it back so they could grill it warm. We had a good chuckle about it as she always ordered her steaks as rare as possible.
I also remember all the times when we would be yapping at each other about where to turn when were going somewhere. I have a great sense of direction and those who knew her well, well know that she didnt. She would always say she knew where she was going and as I realized she didnt, she got all feisty about. Then we would get lost or as I once said we just dont temporarily know where we are at the moment. I remember saying it once but even with her bad memory, she remembered that one always. Anyways, we always found where we wanted to go as a Team.
I miss her but Im glad I have a load of memories about her.