Good Friends. . . Good times.

Last evening. . . it being pizza night according to Mickey. . . we drove to the strip plaza a couple exits west and ate pizza at Da Boyz Pizza place. What a sleeper. I was expecting a quiet little place with dimmed lighting, etc. We walked in and it was more like McDonald's. Order at the counter, then find a seat. The waitress does bring your order to the table. They serve pizza, spaghetti, salad, and an assortment of beverages. The lady across the aisle graciously took our picture.
Then she asked if we had been there before. We said no and she said, "Well, the food is really good."

We were not to be disappointed. The pizza was among the best I have had. Better than any we have had on the road, that's for sure. We stuffed ourselves and brought half of it home. It was wonderful as were the breadsticks.

It appeared to be patronized (at least last evening) by snow birds. . . at least I assume they were.

Today we are up early (6:30 is now early for this retired person) and leaving after breakfast for the MCAS, the Marine Corps Air Station. They are putting on an air show and we are excited about doing something really different. We have only been to one other air show. They fly over our park every day so we have been anxiously awaiting this.

Till next time. . .

Dale