Dinner at Cheesecake Factory

Tonight's photo was taken with some girlfriends when we went out to dinner at The Cheesecake Factory in the Arboretum last week. This is the exact restaurant we went a year ago to celebrate Conni's birthday.

The person I asked to take our picture had just been told that her table was ready and she didn't seem too pleased to be bothered with my brief request. It's a little blurry, but I'm still glad we could capture the moment.

As our smiling faces appear from left to right, we have me, RuthAnn, Summer, Shana, Sue, Shauna, Wanda, Conni, Buddy, Aren, and Michele. It was a delightful night out and the food I ordered was really good. I ordered a small salad that had field greens, Gorgonzola and pecans and a vinaigrette, and I ordered an appetizer of sweet corn tamale cakes,which my sisters are in love with. It was awesome.

Comments

Anonymous said…

A very fun OVER-DUE Girls' Nite Out! I got the BBQ Ranch Chicken Salad and it was fab. I've been craving it since last time we all went there. The "picture-taker" was hilarious. If you were there, it was even funnier. I'll have to try the appetizer you had next time. Josh and I love appetizers and desserts there.

October 27, 2006 9:25 AM

Anonymous said…

Kelly, thanks for being so prepared with your camera. I just stole this picture off of your site to post to mine. I had a GREAT time, and as you can tell, this is my favorite place to eat out. That picture taker was pretty funny!

October 27, 2006 3:59 PM

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