Ladies Night Out

Try something different. The Melting Pot is a new restaurant in the mall. It is a fondue specialty. One of us has been before. For the others, it is an experience waiting to happen. Our waiter is a jovial young man who reads his customers like a book. He know just what metaphor to use to coax us into spending lots of money trying new things. It takes awhile for us to decide. Two will have the cheese with bread and veggies. Two will have the meat and potatoes. Salads all around (except me, of course).

Soon we are laughing and chatting and dipping our skinny fondue forks deep into the cheese or the hot oil. The food disappears with gusto and we are surprised at how full we are. No room for dessert even though our waiter insists that there is always room for chocolate! Tempting, but not tonight. We are stuffed. And talked out. What a satisfying experience. Bit pricey (we didn't go for the house selections - they carried a bit of sticker shock).

I reflect on how blessed I am as I head home to walk the dog and try to stay awake until I have to pick up Drew from work and cart him back to the dorm. Sure pray he is able to get a car before winter weather sets in. He thought he could swing it, but then he had to purchase some pricey software, and there went the car. These midnight runs are a bit tiring!