The Narrative of Kurt & Becky

After work (that’s essentially when my day began) Becky and I decided to go out to the Old Spaghetti Factory to eat. More accurately, I decided to go to the Old Spaghetti Factory and Becky didn’t disagree (mmmm mizithra). We drove down to the closest one in Newport. Now parking is always a problem down in this neck of the peninsula, so luckily they have valet. Well, the valet lot was full too. Apparently Thursday evening is a big night for the Old Spaghetti Factory. So we decided to abandon the OSF idea and go to Polly’s instead.
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