It was Saturday, January 11th 2014. A night to remember. Wine was on our table, and we were ready to drink.
First course: Grilled vegetables for daysss and another thing that I don't know what it was but it was really good, and it's been a week but I know we were given other things...like cheese and salami (great description, Nicole).
Second Course: Pasta on pasta
At this point, we thought it was over and much of the wine had been consumed. Gang signs were thrown up and silly giggling following the phrase "if my legs could talk". "Peace sign" turned to "pizza" and deep dish was created.
(yeah I know this doesn't make sense to any of you)
The night went on and our wine was gone :( but we were searching for more, not giving up .
BOTH tables next to us generously shared their wine and we, so so greedy, took it graciously.
Then, there was talk of dessert. What could be the options?
Claire, though, she had a plan. A fool proof plan. She would pray for....Tiramisu. Her prayer went:
"Dear God, if you are real, please let there be Tiramisu"
And there was.
However, we did not know that this ordering of dessert was in between courses. First, the salad came out and we thought, "okay..this is light...that's not that bad". But then, a fourth course. Meat and potatoes. I had to turn it down because I was so full and I wanted dessert.
Speaking of dessert:
I, a simple being, asked for chocolate cake. However the Lord was on my side that night. He blessed me with not only chocolate cake, no. He blessed me with chocolate cake, cheesecake, and...oh yes...and....lemon cake. Score.
After our bellies were full (and I mean full) of food and wine, we decided to continue our night in Rome never forgetting the Su Crew or Deep Dish.
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