For once I don't have any pictures of the food, or even the beautiful margarita I sipped all night. I do have this silly pic Julie took of me wearing my new scooter helmet.
No, I don't own a scooter. The helmet is my birthday present/motivation/reward for getting stronger. When I'm strong enough to maneuver a scooter without pulling my shoulder apart, then I can get serious about buying one. Until then, I have a helmet.
Anyway, as usual, Lily's food was wonderful. Our hosts were really good sports about us bringing a group of eight into their small dining room, too.