I'm in Providence RI for the week.  My wife is at a math conference. I am riding and visiting friends here and in Boston.  Yesterday I rode east toward Taunton MA. On the way back I stopped at a local restaurant named iAlive in Rehoboth MA.  They describe themselves as a comfort food restaurant.  And they live up to the description.

I ordered the Monday lunch special: Scrod, mashed potatoes, green beans and rolls.  The portions were so big I was not sure I could ride the rest of the way to Providence.  Perfectly baked scrod.  

I sat in a small booth in the middle of the restaurant.  The counter near the entrance was full with a dozen customers who clearly knew each other.  They joked in thick Boston accents.  

Across from my booth was a table with six men between late 60s and early 80s.  They were railing against electric cahhs when I sat down.  "They sit for an ow-ah waiting for the chah-jahs," said one of the loudest of the group. The others laughed and added their stories of watching electric car owners wait for chargers. 

When my food arrived, I watched a 1986 Formula 1 race on my phone as I ate so I could not hear the conversation around me. 

When I finished eating (and watching Nigel Mansell win the British Grand Prix), I looked over and saw a woman sitting at the end of the table across from me. The talk was quieter.  I looked around toward the far end of the restaurant and saw eight women sitting at another table set end to end with the "guys" table.  I smiled thinking six men and nine women all about the same age meant six couples and three widows (men don't live as long as women).  

The woman at the men's table went back to the women's table.  The men started talking about a fair in Taunton.  

When I walked out I looked around the parking (pah-king) lot.  Several pickup trucks and big SUVs.  A few sedans.  No electric cars.  None of those guys were going to get stuck waiting for a chah-jah!!