Our hectic schedule last Monday made me want to indulge in an all American greasy fare. But because I couldn’t hardly wait to hit the pillows, instead of opting for an all American food, we dropped by our favorite Italian resto (the place is closer to home) and got three dishes to go. Yes, it would have been more pleasant to sit down and enjoy the freshly cooked food in the restaurant but I wanted to dine at home where I can sit the way I want without the scrutiny of other people’s prying eyes.
In minutes, we were home, where a mound of mail from our mailbox greeted us including the newly renewed credit card that I’ve been waiting for. I already planned to call the bank this week, as I was already starting to think that it got lost in transit but I’m glad that I was spared from making one more unnecessary phone call.
In no time, I was ready to feast on these:
my salad: italian seafood salad
his salad: chopped salad
frutti di mare