I called my father for Father's day a bit ago. The poor dude is miserable being quarantined in his room because of his shingles. I believe he is a bit depressed. He seems to finally be willing to go home in 9 days, but is understandably nervous. We believe his shingles should be resolved enough by then (he's had it for a handful of days already). Since I know he's extremely bored, I gave him an assignment. I told him to create a list on a piece of paper of several meals he'd like to have when home. I told him we'd be there to support him, spend good time with him, and help him with the adjustment. I even offered a couple meal suggestion ideas that I know he'd like. I'll cook some for him, and I know my sister and brother will, too. I even offered to make SOS, a meal I, personally, regard as the most disgusting one my mother made. Also soft-shelled crab, one I rather like, but rarely have because of the price. I know they are available, though. I saw them in the store the other day.
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