The Beauty of the Beach Town
The beauty of living in a beach town in the winter is that it’s not very hard to get a table on a Friday night. Tonight we had appetizers and dessert at the Red Parrot, and were one of two couples in there. During my appetizer course, I got busted by the waitress for lifting a long string of cheese from my French onion soup high over my head like a 7 year old. She did so from across the restaurant.
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