I met my (late) wife in 2001 at a time when my job took me to Miami at least once a month. On occasion Robyn would accompany me when she had a long weekend, which wasn’t often as she was an amazing and busy pediatric allergist. Whether with me or not, a stop at Joe’s, or Joe’s Takeaway, was always in order.
Robyn’s birthday was February 8 and it was easy knowing how to celebrate: ordering a dinner of claws, slaw, spinach and key lime pie for overnight delivery to our home in Atlanta.
In April 2016, after a short illness, my sweet wife passed away. But her memory remains a blessing to me as does all of the photos and videos of her bringing the mallet down and making a huge mess–and loving every moment!