ChowderGrandma brought the kids to the Cape. Naturally, she took them out to dinner. They went to the Parrot in Cataumet.
ChowderGirl just had some of her grandmother's chowder at dinner - not her own bowl. She's watching Animal Planet now so she might not give an ideal review.
She just nods at everything I say about it. "Was it good?" nod "Did it have a lot of clams in it?" nod "Did it have good seasonings?" nod "Did it have pickles in it?" nod.
Clearly not paying attention. We have to run out today - maybe we will swing by and try a cup and get a proper review going. Or ask again when she's not zombified by "It's Me Or The Dog."
Friday, July 3, 2009
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