Dinner with the peeps again, at the Blue Heron. A real treat for me, less so for Carter. He didn't approve of the housemade catsup (and really, why bother), and his gnocchi was too sweet. Too bad, since my seared tuna and mezze platter were excellent. Jason even admitted that his calamari was the best that he'd had! Or was that the scotch talking? As I could have predicted, my chocolate pot de creme was fine but no match for homemade. A super fun evening! It was sad to say goodbye to everyone.
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Carter enjoying a post Blue Heron hot dog. |
Dinner was fabulous and the company even better. wished we lived nearby do we could do this more often... Donna 💕
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