They wanted to go out for pizza.
My name is Bev Browning. I'm an aspiring marathon runner in Gainesville, Florida. With sixteen marathons under my aging belt, I want to do one more ... this time like a Kenyan. This is about my life on the RUN.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Friday night dinner OUT!
Yesterday, after a long afternoon meeting that spilled over into the evening, my two darling writing-conference-partners and I decided to have dinner together before going home. Because I had not eaten out since Project La Cucina Italiana, I was suddenly seized by the possibilities of something different. Gainesville has a gazillion restaurants, so anything was going to be fine with me. I let them choose.
They wanted to go out for pizza.
They wanted to go out for pizza.
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ReplyDeleteThey had no idea Project La Cucina Italiana had dominated my kitchen since July 1. I thought, "Forgive them, Lord, for they know not what they do." Pizza, of course, had lost its luster, but the companions were FABULOUS! It was all good. Literally and figuratively.
ReplyDeletePizza without it's luster. Not a pretty sight. Thanks for the comment on my blog. Now I'm curious as to which Pocket has a home in Florida!
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