Visited the race registration today and showed The Yankee the bike course. We visited with my grandparents. We waited for dinner time and I spent most of the day kicking myself for not eating enough.
We went out to Ricatoni’s, an Italian place downtown. We’ll run by here tomorrow, but tonight I’m only thinking of the bread, the delicious bread blended with oil and a proprietary seasoning which tastes exactly like the mix used on breads in all of your finer Italian restaurants.
When the waitress came for my order I said, “Let’s talk volume. Give me the biggest plate you have.”
It arrived and I ate half of it. It was good, and will be even better tomorrow.
After dinner, some family shots on the sidewalk:
