Drew and I celebrated seven years yesterday by having dinner at
a little Italian place down the street. (Look! Only one kid!) Originally we had planned on going to
Benton's, but they're not open on Mondays and AhPoh was determined to head home today (Tuesday). We had a lovely evening of it: the food was good – we recommend the
cannoli –, the conversation wasn't interrupted by kid fuss, and we very nearly had to walk ourselves home. Mr Garozzo himself made the rounds asking everyone how their meal was and it's remarkable how like a character out of the Godfather (sans suit) he was, right down to the raspy voice. When we arrived home, BB was still awake so we slipped back out for a stroll around the neighborhood, digesting both the food and a superb bottle of wine.
Before our date (and AhPoh's departure), we got a picture of all us girls. G and BB refused to be corralled for the picture at top, so that's why Z's the only participant.
Drew and I celebrated seven years yesterday by having dinner at a little Italian place down the street. (Look! Only one kid!) Originally we had planned on going to Benton's, but they're not open on Mondays and AhPoh was determined to head home today (Tuesday). We had a lovely evening of it: the food was good – we recommend the cannoli –, the conversation wasn't interrupted by kid fuss, and we very nearly had to walk ourselves home. Mr Garozzo himself made the rounds asking everyone how their meal was and it's remarkable how like a character out of the Godfather (sans suit) he was, right down to the raspy voice. When we arrived home, BB was still awake so we slipped back out for a stroll around the neighborhood, digesting both the food and a superb bottle of wine.
Before our date (and AhPoh's departure), we got a picture of all us girls. G and BB refused to be corralled for the picture at top, so that's why Z's the only participant.
