Whine & Dine

Some might debate the start of summer being the actual solstice or the arrival of Memorial Day.

I'll add to that questionable launching point:  the first patio night at the Grotto.

Admittedly, I have not been there for months.  We, as a couple, have not been there for even longer than that.  And don't even ask when my man-date, Scott, and I have been there last.   Eons.

Angela, our normal waitress, gave us a very very hard time for not seeing her for months on end, but she allowed us to sit in her section and she was nice about it all - but still kept laying on the guilt.  Or trying to.  She's not my mother, so it doesn't work that well.

A bottle of wine, a salad and my Grotto burger (oooh, Copicola, smoked mozzarella, tomatoes, arugula, olive oil & balsamic reduction) and good conversation.  While I have seen Denton most nights this week, we haven't really talked.  Some times work just has our down time being just that - dinner, some tv and sleep.

So it was nice to just casually talk, people watch and drink....oh and eat.

In my world, summer has now begun. 



Song by:  the Lovemakers