The clean plate club


And the wine was delicious

After a full day of work, it was off to the outskirts of town for dinner at GW and Gabi’s.

Brad charged up the battery on his truck and it got us up the snowy drive as neighborhood dogs, dumb as bricks, brought up the rear.

I hadn’t seen these folks since my last trip out here for July 4th, and catching up was seamless.

Good people are timeless.

While dinner was being prepared, we went through photos of my last trip, listened to music and drank wine.

When the blackened chicken fettucine was served, everyone fell nearly silent and ate.