Morning Oblate Spheroid

Since having vertigo I've lost my appetite.  The doc said I needed to keep hydrated and I know not eating anything can cause other issues so I eat at least one meal a day.  This morning I dropped off the car at the mechanics.  He said it should be ready in a half hour.  I walked around the corner to the café for breakfast.  Chose a booth near a table w/ a bunch of guys.   Figured this way every time the waitress stopped to fill up their coffee cups she'd also fill mine.  I settled in and ordered.  The guys got up to leave and one leaned against my booth.  Hadn't realized one of them was Roger, town planning commission lead.  We talked business briefly before he left w/ the rest of his group.  I'd started eating when my neighbors, Bill and Susan, walked in.  Bill stopped to talk to someone while Susan sat down across from me and talked about her horses and the trails.  After a short chat she left to join her husband.  I heard, "Oh, I have to talk to Susan for a minute."  It was another neighbor,  Lenore.  She'd read in the paper that I'd quit claimed some land.  "You aren't moving away?" she asked.  Earlier this year when the paper started printing weekly land transactions, I'd thought it was an interesting new source of gossip.  Now that I was mentioned in it, I wasn't so enamored.  "No, it was just a few acres in the back 40 to keep my fence lines." I explained.  Lenore was still talking w/ me when another neighbor, Mary, walked in and came over.   More people were coming into the cafe.  Lenore and Mary explained it was their church group.  I'm aware that a shortage of priests means in rural areas one priest may serve many congregations.  The priest spends a different day in each village.  Mary told me that our village's 'Sunday Mass' was on Saturday night and held too late for parishioners to go out to eat afterward.   So the parishioners had adjusted their 'after church get together' to be Friday morning at the café.  Lenore and Mary went to join their group.  I looked at my plate.  I'd eaten enough and it was time to get going.  I haven't done much of anything for the last couple of days so errands had piled up.  Asked the waitress for my check and she beamed at me.  "No check for you today."  I knew what had happened.  In a conspiratorial voice I whispered, "They paid for it." and pointed toward a table.  She nodded.  I may not have much of an appetite just now but can't say when I've had such an interesting breakfast.