Well, the family and I will be journeying to the World's Most Famous Olive Garden, site of the notorious Limey Cricket Writer Hatchet Job of 2002, and the Rebuttal Fisking by a Stalwart Fargoan. And, wouldn't you know--I even chimed in on things!
Ahhh--the good ol' days...
Anyway, since that time the Italian Villa down the street has gotten less passable, while the old O.G. still rocks along with its discreet hint of Tuscan decor and passable wine list, and the biggest draw, the bottomless, Jane-Mansfield's-bra-cup-sized salad bowl!
Mmmmm--salad!
In honor of Middle Girl's birthday, we're heading that way for a nice meal tonight, and then tomorrow will be devoted to the opening of presents and cake at the house, and various other things of a more fixing-and-doing nature. I really need to cut the grass, and there's some things to be taken to the thrift store, and some instructing on how to operate a digital camera. Broke down and decided to go ahead and get her a really good one, because she liked it best of all (it's red, you know), and she's a good kid who wouldn't mind even if she didn't get exactly what she wanted.
Sunday will have all sorts of meetings in addition to paying attention to the more important things, and no, I'm not talking football.
SO, much to do, and work on every hand, it seems. If you're of a mind to, come back Monday and see how things turned out. Even if you're not, come back anyway!
Posted by Terry Oglesby at September 29, 2006 03:24 PM