ruth's diner.

since it had been, like, 14 years since we'd seen each other last - brooke, ashlee and i rendezvoused at ruth's diner for some home cooking on the patio.

there are a million great things about that place... the drive up the canyon, the tree branches that wind through the strands of lights, the killer people watching it affords, yada.

so - enjoying it with two of my sassiest friends seemed like a shoe in.  thanks for the idea, brooke.

brooke and i ordered the mac and cheese.  homemade - can do no wrong, right? 




we didn't like it.
although - watching it on diners, drive-ins, and dives, i reallllllly wanted to like it.

so mckade the waiter {who recommended it over the pulled pork} offered us two surprise desserts.

creme brulee and chocolate malt pudding.

they

were

to

die

for.

both

of

them

i

had

no

choice

but

to

take

care

of

them

with

the

proper

attention

they

deserved.

and then mckade asked me where he recognized me from.

i wanted to tell him him it was eternity... but then remembered he still had three hours left on his shift.