Evelyn's favorite thing to eat is a hamburger. For too many years, it was officially called a hamgurber. The name was just too fun to correct. We finally enforced a name change of the burger about a year ago. Tonight, after I compared this week's burger to last week's burger, she uttered with a full mouth, "You mean the burger we ate last week was Elk?"

It slipped my mind to mention that. I do feel that I made up for that omission by stating this, "Yes. The burger you are eating now is elk." After about ten seconds, the chewing resumed.

It was good, by the way.