We went to The Mandolin Cafe on 12th. Amanda Escobar is the manager there or something. Hadn't seen her in a long time. The place is supercute. We thought it was a real restaurant, but it's a total coffee shop type of place. Really inexpensive and good food. I had a chicken brie sammitch and Carrie had some sort of sausage penne pasta thang.
After that we went to Panamonica's for just a bit. But we made a new best friend. I can't remember his name, but I think it was Greg. A rather inebriated man. He drew a picture to commemorate the forging of our new friendship:
That's me on the far right and Carrie in the middle. We joked that Mary was his girlfriend.
We came home and watched Eurotrip on In-Demand cable. I must say it wasn't nearly as dumb as I thought it would be. It's got a breezy sort of fun to it. Or maybe I was just enjoying actually getting to spend time with Carrie that ANYTHING would have seemed good. And it was nice to see Michelle Trachtenberg. Althought it was weird seeing her as an object of sexual desire when I still think of her as Harriet the Spy and Nona from Pete & Pete (now there's a show that should be on DVD by now).
Anyway, a Nice Evening with a capital N-E.
