#2,422 Date Night for 42 Years.

I was tickled by the fact that mama texted me this afternoon to see if Ben and I wanted to meet them after work for an anniversary dinner downtown since she and daddy are celebrating 42 years together. These people DO NOT go out for dinner on a weeknight. Ever. Ever. I was stunned. I wasn’t sure it was serious. But there they were, across from us for dinner at The Loft, having grilled shrimp, Daddy talking about how that end of Central Avenue “is starting to feel kinda like the French Quarter did back in the 70s when it was clean and nice.” Mama said, “I don’t remember New Orleans being clean in the 70s.”


It was a really fun and unexpected date night.


Erin

Tuesday, August 9th, 2016

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