One year I brought the arms home to rinse the fake blood out of them and took some pictures. They are kind of creepy.
We were done fairly early and I came home and took a nice nap. After I got up, we went out to our local Italian place for dinner. It is a restaurant tucked away in a strip mall behind a Taco Bell, but it is family-owned, and the food is authentic.
While we were waiting for our food, the daughter of the owner came out and told us it would be delayed because there was an issue with one of the ovens. She very kindly offered to bring us some caprese salad on the house to tide us over. It was delicious. Our food came shortly thereafter, and it was delicious as well. I am working my way through their menu, and try something different every time. I had the braciola this time. Last time I had the giant lasagna. Next time, who knows. We are working our way through the dessert menu too, and we tried the limoncello cake. It was awesome. When we got the bill, they didn't charge us for it, to thank us for our patience in waiting for our entrees. Such a great place.
I seem to be listening to a lot of Jethro Tull lately. I do that sometimes.