The year was 1881 and everywhere people of society were lost in their ways,
fretting and woeing about that eternal question, that being
- Where do we eat tonight?
As a response to this my grand-grand-grand-grand-really-
grandmother, Phoebe Thinkle, repiqued
- But of course, tonight we dinner at home. and stop such a nonsense
abou eating in hell.
Thus rejoicing all around and at same time killing and idiotic cliche.

She is still remembered to this day for rendering such great service.