Sforno & Poppies

Fri-Sat, Sept 22-23…

Looks brand new.

Friday was quiet during the day.  Greg replaced the exhaust elbow, greased the chassis, and took care of other RV maintenance. I plugged along on the blog (almost caught up – I slip onto tangential sites too easily) Greg also ran shopping errands. (For the record, he spends more $$ than I do, but – to be fair -  a good bit of it is on MH-related items.) One possible note of interest: I missed it, but a 5th wheel camper came in to day... pulled by the green cab pictured here. Quite the rig. 

Around 6 we left for our third drive to Boulder in 3 days, this time to join Nick’s family and friends for a birthday dinner. Table for 12 at Sforno Trattoria. Turned out the woman next to me knew our street very well (daily walks maybe? I didn’t ask). She even had a question about one of our neighbors. It’s Friday night in a fairly high-end section of a college town. Great service, but the restaurant was noisy. Cindy & Nick shared interesting stories from the family’s recent trip to Thailand. Fun evening.

Note birthday hat at the head of the table. 😃

Saturday was cold and wet. I managed a short walk this morning before the rain started. Putzed around with chores and reading (I’ve slowed down in Exodus). Greg’s trying hard to plan out our next 2-3 weeks. At the moment we’re scheduled for Albuquerque Oct 6-9, but no RV reservation. Why? Good news=bad news. That’s Balloon Weekend! I’ll keep you posted.

Nondescript, in a strip mall, dark interior.
(Don't judge a book by its cover.)

Yesterday Greg contacted a local business associate who invited us out for dinner (tonight), and the evening turned out to be both congenial and delicious. Possibly the best prime rib I’ve eaten – the accompanying burgundy/mushroom reduction was to die for (and I’m not even a mushroom fan). Some of my favorite times have been with these work-related fellows (here, San Antonio, & Niagara Falls) and their wives.

BlogGrumble... We've been spoiled by almost 9 months of amazing weather. Now we're in this gorgeous area and - like the Tetons - we're fogged in. (I guess I'm allowed one grumble in 9 months.)