We went out to dinner the other night. On, like a Tuesday. We are wild.
We love Rocco's. Most importantly, Jack loves it, and has since he was three. When a three year old loves a restaurant that has a full bar and does not have a playground, it's a little bit like winning the lottery.
But ... would Sawyer like it?
OF COURSE Sawyer liked it. He is perhaps the most agreeable person I know.
He is also, lately, the hungriest person I know. Cute little agreeable hungry men must be my type, because it's the best thing ever.
Sawyer ate: the entire (small, round) loaf of sourdough provided to the table, his entire kid's menu order of cheese ravioli (with Alfredo sauce, because we need to fatten him up, which is a horrible hardship, isn't it?), and at least one of Jack's meatballs.
He was pretty psyched about it.
We may need to find a restaurant with a full bar, no playground, and like, unlimited kids refills on ravioli and meatballs.
Side note: I am not ever permitted to sit next to a dish of Alfredo sauce again. Ever, ever, ever. Because Alfredo sauce is AMAZING.
Hope you get to choose your favorite sauce today.