Evie and Mom graciously allowed me to accompany them to OBriens today for lunch with Tom, the previously mentioned father-in-law. We were joined by our friend Jason (one of the only people about whom Michelle actually speaks kindly) and a few of Tom's friends.

Tom extolling the virtues of one of the many exquisite beers poured at OBrien's, likely Pliny the Elder. I admit, I am a convert. The Elder is an out-of-this-world double IPA with a full-course meal in taste.

Jason showing Mom his cool Amazon Kindle.

Here is Evie delivering a look to yours truly stating very clearly: Get your own damned lemonade!
That's it for now. Off to the Plunge!
B.
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Ah yes, she'll steal everything off of your plate but her things are not to be touched! Such a girl, always razzing her daddy. Dad looks just as I expected him too, lounging at his fav haunt. Every day of the week. Doesn't that remind you of his sister. How Auntie Claire is at Gregorios every single day. I have such an odd family...
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