Angie took us all out to dinner at Flying Piggy's, which is a rather nice Italian restaurant.
Elizabeth was very taken with the decor - there are pictures and statues of flying pigs all over! She couldn't quite finish all her linguini, but when asked whether she'd like to take it home was quite enthusiastic. "Suuure!", she said. The take-home container was adorable, as was Elizabeth, who hugged it gleefully. Elizabeth was happy to share my flourless chocolate cake for dessert, though she did wonder how we could be at a restaurant that *didn't* offer M&Ms (I realized anew that we must frequent Swiss Chalet too often!)
Elizabeth wanted to know if the owner had ever seen a real flying pig. I think flying porkers would be rather alarming, but Elizabeth thinks there ought to be some somewhere! She's now the proud owner of the owner's business card complete with flying pig. Elizabeth has carefully tucked it into her coat in order to make sure that she has it with her "for next time".