I used to love popping into the old Caf....(press Alt+1,3,0 on the Num Pad)...é, with the notice over the front door; "Abandon hope, all ye who speak Flight Sim here".... ...!

It was a fantastic place to escape from the Flight Sim World, and have a good-old chat about everything else...including various gastronomic delights, and the consumption thereof... ....!

I close my eyes and I can still see the 1950's chairs and tables, (Formica topped), with the red and white checked tablecloths, the various pictures on the wall-papered walls, and the delightful Waitresses wearing their starched aprons and paper hats, holding their pencil and note pads, waiting eagerly for our orders with a big smile.

.....ZZZZZzzzzzz.....Please don't wake me up!.... ...!
 
Paul.... ... ...!

Hi Paul...

Certain Military Mess Halls will have a red and white checked tablecloths on certain occasions and we have a dozen or so at the bugsmasher field we put out on special occasions like for the Christmas Party and meal.

Now keep your eyes closed Paul and picture this.

There you are at one of our bugsmasher field special days, the red and white checked tablecloths with white napkins on the table where you are sitting.

Our club house is a log cabin style prefab and about ten years old now, the old one fell down....

The walls are adorned with pictures of aircraft like the Cessna 150, 172, Piper Cubs, Tiger Moths...etc.

Placing the hot food on the table, as every table gets the same thing is this two hundred and sixty pound, six foot four gentleman, with hairy arms full of colourful tattoos, he has a full handlebar waxed moustache and has on his well stained white apron.

In a deep voice he says...enjoy...

You have just met George, one of the locals who is a Flying Farmer, loves motorcycles and sitting around the clubhouse
chewing the rag...

P.S.  I think we are off topic again....

You are right Ang2dogs...