in retrospect to the upcoming future... i am ungratefully in debted to your hospitality, and furthermore, I did win that little game of growing up (i'm almost 20).
Also, I find each of you tantalizing and scrumptulous morsels of eating delight!
That's good to know. I want to go to Pano's. I want to order the FIX, with a nice, pretty greek salad on the side. And I want to use that salad dressing, that spills all over when shooken without holding the lid. I want to gook and gawk over the waitresses and waiters until they are no longer serving me food, but some queer visional escapade in which I no longer can stand for lack of caring that there IS blood in my FEET! (but... blood goes other places, and those are which we shall not name). I'm saying this all in vein, but's it's all the same.