(I’m on time this week!)
There’s this Italian place that Andy and I go to sometimes, only… I’m not sure why. The first time we went, we were pleased with the food, and the service was fine. The second time we went, the restaurant was 75% empty but we were told there would be a 30 minute wait, so we went across the street to Chipotle. (GOOD CHOICE.) The third time, we realized the food wasn’t really that good. The fourth time, we realized the service was terrible.
Needless to say, we’re not going anymore.
Fortunately our last trip was not for naught. We saw these cute little old ladies dressed all in red and purple. According to a knit banner draped over the back of one woman’s chair, they were the Secret Society of Little Mama’s Village (or something like that). And even though Andy told me he’d stand up and shout to blow my cover if I tried to take a picture, I took two.
This one came out best.