You probably remember the Moffits. You know, the folks who came to visit us back in 08 when they were thinking of moving here. Well, now they are here. And we couldn't be happier.
Last night we went with them and the Powers and had an epic dinner (to celebrate Stephanie turning 31, and it was at Taranta, one of the Boston 50 we are trying to eat through) and multiple bottle of wine and we did it up right. Stayed out of the rain. Shared mussels and stories and laughed and cried and shut the place down. That's what happens when 66% of the folks get a sitter. It's time to get real.
And by the end of the night, I had a portrait drawn by my life insurance guy. So that happened.
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