Pie Day

My children and my parents have created this weekly ritual that they like to call "Pie Day". Just as the name implies, on Wednesdays after school they go and they eat pie (except for Ryan, who has Italian Wedding cookies, but what can I say, he's my little paesan). I think everyone at the restaurant looks forward to pie day as much as the boys do. Once when my parents were on vacation, I took them, and I swear they were greeted much in the same way that Norm was greeted when he entered Cheers. Occasionally they even have special guests join them. Once they ate pie with a Texas Ranger and even one of Sam's teachers came. Today their cousin, Lilly, got to join them to celebrate her first day of kindergarten! So if you ever get a hankering for pie around 3:00 on a Wednesday, head on over to John's Restaurant on Westinghouse Blvd.. They are a fun and interesting group, but I can't promise that you won't leave just a tad bit more confused than when you got there.