Yesterday Bill and I went to The Pizza House on Church St for Dinner. I hadn't been there before. It was really pretty good, though the noise level in the upstairs room we were in was a bit high. I had a delicious "fried chicken salad", which had spiced fried chicken strips sliced over crisp lettuce, cubed carrots and celery, thick chunks of cucumber, thin slices of red onion, with sliced tomoato and mixed cheeses on the side. Bill had the slab of ribs, which he liked as well. Simple fare but good.
I guess I haven't written about the weekend. We had a nice visit with Bill's mom and my parents. The Easter/Birthday celebration was low key, which was what we all needed, I think. Coloring eggs out on the porch was the best part. Not only was it fun in and of itself, we also got to observe the strange sunday weather, as it cycled from sun to wind and rain to light snow, back to sun and around again.
We ended up having pork loin for easter dinner and I never cooked the turkey breast over the weekend. I got up early this morning to put it in the oven. It should be done roasting just about when it's time for me to go to work.