Kalliope is such a beautiful name.
What fun-of-a-day I had.
We were supposed to celebrate (early) my sister's birthday (coming up on 4 days, but she won't be home then). So we got up early (or, just I - for a Friday), drove an hour to meet her half-way-through and go have lunch at a restaurant we all like.
Only the fiend decided to pick up a hell of a mood to be released on us, and just want to go home.
Not like she could've told it an hour before, when she was already in a bad mood and we were about to leave the house.
Yay. Oh, and next chance to celebrate her birthday? In about a month and a half.
Aurora and Woodridge for Illinois.
Looking at the locator, it seems that the upper Midwest and Far West are out of the equation along with, Mississippi, West Virginia, Maine, and Vermont.
I'm pretty sure I've heard radio commercials for Carrabba's, but I've never actually been there.
Question for teachers who have done the job hunt thing:
I am leaving my current school after this year, a decision I only reached yesterday. Thus I am looking for a new position in the NYC area fairly late in the game. I have ideas on how to find potential positions in public schools (mostly sending my resume to pretty much any public school I think sounds interesting and crossing my fingers) but I'm not so sure about private schools. I have registered with Carney, Sandoe, and Associates and am checking Craigslist and Idealist, but I wonder if anybody knows of any other popular recruitment zones I might be missing?
Never been to Carrabba's, but I almost universally loathe chain restos. However, I've heard that they're better than the other Italian chains, and aren't they the ones with weird trees and shit on their roofs? Points for that.
There's a Carrabba's right near us, so they've made it to VA. Though for Italian, I prefer the not-chain in the shopping center nearest to home. (Okay, I think they actually have 3 or 4 restaurants, but no way is that a chain the way Olive Garden is.)
I woke up this morning with the thought of William Shatner guesting on Highlander.
"There.....Can.....BEonlyone."
I offer no excuse.
My friend Gary from California is in the area for the week, and we almost ate at a very old Buca di Beppo in Eden Prairie, MN last night. If we had, this conversation would have been a very odd coincidence.
Buca di Beppo frightens me. I'm fairly sure that if there is a hell, there's a Buca di Beppo in every circle.
I have never been in an Olive Garden.
