Dinner at Fred's Saturday night. Jen's request--to "beat the Sunday rush." Always the practical one.
The food is just okay--but you can't not like a place with pictures of dogs all over the walls. Sunday morning Samuel tiptoed in and woke me up at 7:45--part of our prearranged plan. He and I snuck out to Columbus Bakery with Kahlua and brought back breakfast in bed for Jen.