Local 30-something Charlie Bowz was called late to dinner this past Tuesday and completely missed it. Apparently his ravenous family had eaten all of the T-bone steak, potatoes, asparagus with lime-mint dressing, and freshly baked bread by the time he dressed and came downstairs.
That’s right, by the time they remembered to call Charlie to dinner the North Regent Street family were already polishing off the apple crumble, a la mode.
‘We would never forget to call Charlie to dinner,’ protested Mrs. Bowz, cleaning up after what appeared to have been a strategic nuclear strike. ‘This time it was just late was all.’
Charlie returned to his bedroom without dinner, but fortunately The Gorko was able to get him a pretty decent pizza within 30 minutes.
‘You guys saved my life,’ said Charlie, who asked us to get the word out. He said, ‘Call me anything you want, just not Late To Dinner.’