Today is Jack’s birthday, and we sang to him in a way that drew the attention of, oh, everybody My Father’s Pizza. Use your imagination, but it’s not hard when you consider the number of sopranos in our group. :~)
The cake and big cookie that we weren’t able to eat were given to other patrons in the restaurant. Thay were glad it’s Jack’s birthday, too!
My Father’s Pizza was crazy good. Vulchers come to mind. The hot pizza pans went from full on our table to empty on seconds! I think they (we) were hungry. Eren James got in the spirit, going from delicately eating one blueberry at a time to cramming in fistfulls – he was hilarious!
