Isn’t it obvious how we love to eat?

Last Saturday, we met with our long-time friend Teresa for brunch. She only comes home once a year so I was pretty excited to see her and her son, Nico. The gang was almost complete too, with their kids in tow. However, the husband and I decided not to bring our kids since Meg was still recuperating from roseola and we didn’t want Sandy to get sick as well.

With the girls. Weird that we didn’t have a photo with the men.

Some photos of what we had. The artichoke (New Orleans) was to die for while the lamb (Clawdaddy’s) was pretty good too.

Just seeing the much-loved artichoke here makes me want to go back there and order two!