Girls Night Out

Ah, the long awaited Girls Night Out. The kids are home being cared for, we forget our diets and everything else going on around us. We spend the evening joking, laughing and enjoying each others company and conversations without being interrupted.

Recently several of my friends and I went out for such an evening. We had reservations at a local restaurant. Now, I am generally not an adventurous person especially when it comes to food. Imagine my surprise when I go to the restaurants website, the day before I am going, to check out their menu to discover that this restaurant is not Italian but Turkish. I have no idea why I thought it was an Italian restaurant. I am not a lover of onions or lamb. Actually I cannot stand either of them. After looking over the menu my first thought was I had better cancel on my friends, my second thought was I can do this, since my theme this year is to step out of my comfort zone.

I am the first to arrive at the restaurant for our reservation. I check in and am told it will be just, a few minutes, our table is not quite ready. No problem, except there is no place to sit or stand the restaurant is packed. This is a very good sign, at least for me who is still uncomfortable out of my comfort zone. When we get to our table and get settled, that is when all the fun truly happens. We had such a wonderful time talking, with a lot of laughing. The face of one of my friends was the best as she was eating her food. She took a bite of what she thought was yellow squash only to discover that she had just eaten a grilled piece of lemon, rind and all. Her face reminded me of a child who has tasted lemon for the first time. Now, what could be a better way to top off our evening than with a Belly Dancer making her rounds from table to table. There is not enough money in the world for me to do her job, which she did beautifully.