Tonight was Girls' Night Out for the moms from our church home group and we met at Spaghetti Warehouse downtown. For some reason, it was really crowded and we had to wait 50 minutes for a table. They felt bad that we had to wait so long and finally gave us a private table in the bar (it was closed at the time). We had a nice quite dinner served by our waiter, "Cash Drawer" (not his real name, but that's the server name that was printed on our receipts, so that's what we called him).
Me, Danielle, Mom, Kerrie, and Jenny
We are laughing because instead of telling us to say "cheese", he told us to say "Parmesan"