Last night, Michael and I splurged (in a couple of different ways 🙂 and took Gabriel out to eat at Mooyah, a Guilty Pleasure local dive with some of the yummiest burgers, fries and milkshakes you’ve ever eaten. It’s also one of those places that makes all the staff yell “MOOYAH!” at you when you walk through the door.
Michael and I both just had a craving for a good hamburger, and I’m so sick of cooking every day that I practically jumped out of my boots to get out of the kitchen–I mean house–for dinner. (My big batch cooking theory from last week hasn’t been all that helpful yet, as stated in my “this week” blurb for the week.)
OK, so Mooyah is a glorified fast-food place that only sells burgers and fries, BUT, at least we ate our food there. 🙂
We really did have a great time and enjoyed the absolute heck out of our real sit-down restaurant treat! It was nice that there were plenty of other kids there, and the staff took extra good care of us because they thought Gabriel was cute.
It helps having a cute kid sometimes.
Especially when said cute kid make a huge mess on the floor and you try to clean it up and straighten the table as best you can before you leave but he is crying and bothering everyone and you and your husband are suddenly feeling tired and grumpy and so you just do the best you can quickly dipping napkins in your half-drunk second cup of ice water and wiping them messily over the floor and wooden high chair and table so that you don’t feel so guilty about the gummy shreds of french fries and the spaghetti you brought from home that are staining the table.
And then you walk out the door and put him in the car and he burps and giggles and grins that big sparkly grin at you, and you’re pretty sure he’s the most beautiful, wonderful little person you’ve ever known. 🙂