Mafiozza's

This afternoon, while Jude was feeding John Patrick, I slipped away for a trail run at Shelby Bottoms. It was an absolutely gorgeous spring afternoon, clear blue sky with the temperature in the upper 60s. The Cornelia Fort Trail was muddy, with standing water in places. There's nothing like splashing through the mud and water on a trail run to make you feel like a kid again.

When I got back home, Jude suggested we take John Patrick out to dinner with us. An excellent idea! We loaded him in the stroller and off we went to Mafiozza's on 12th Avenue. After a 15 minute walk, we arrived at the restaurant and requested a table on the patio, which was already crowded with people enjoying an early evening meal. After a short wait, the waitress led us to our table. I carefully maneuvered the stroller (yes, the City Elite, by Baby Jogger) around and in between tables and chairs. I think I only ran into two or three chairs on the way to our table in the far corner of the patio.

We had a nice meal of pasta and pleasant conversation, although probably not two minutes went by without one of us peeking down into the stroller to check on John Patrick. He slept through our entire meal and didn't even stir until we arrived home just after 7 p.m. His first dinner outing was a resounding success!