OK, eet ees no longer zat day; eet ees another day! A couple of old friends happened to be in town and actually came to the house for a Bastille Day dinner Tuesday evening. In honor of the occasion, we had steamed mussels and French fries. One of the guests doesn’t care for mussels, so she had a steak and fries, as did Arlo in the current strip Tuesday. They actually had been in France in early March and were trapped there for two months by the Covid crisis, so they had lots of adventures to share. Actually, they did not, when I think about it. They sat around the house mostly. That had to be tough.