We hit up Grimaldi's for dinner and bought a freakishly large pizza for two people! Don't you just hate it when you suggest that your best friend would LOVE your favorite topping of pesto on pizza and she ends up hating it? For one, seriously, try the pesto pizza at Grimaldi's because it's ahhhmazing and secondly, I ended up eating it. All 8 pieces... Just joking, but Erica played the " I'm full" card, even though I know she just wasn't feelin' the pesto. Whelp, I brought leftovers home for the fambam!
After dinner we walked back to the car and scurried past all of the dark allies. I thought about giving my leftover pizza to a homeless lady but then I told myself that it was just too dang good. Is that bad? I feel like I should have given her a bite. Gee now I want to drive back there. The pizza was a hot commodity for me, some dog that followed us down the street and probably that homeless lady. Everyone but Erica pretty much. Okay, I'm over my failure to suggest great food.
Good Saturday Night!