Jammin' at Enzo

Dinner last night at the Ale House wasn't exactly gourmet...and you know how I like a good meal. So to make up for it, I talked Bill into having dinner out again at Enzo. I had my haircut tonight so I was newly coifed and ready for some nightlife - although these pictures don't do the cut justice.

Really, if you look at me long enough -I'm kind of weird looking. What's with that big nose? Was it smaller before I broke it in second grade? Its like when you say the word "fork" over and over again and you realize what a silly word it really is. How can "fork" mean a pronged eating utensil?

Enzo has a really good red wine that I can't pronounce but the description of it has the word "jammy". So I enjoyed several glasses of jammy wine tonight. Can you tell? Fletcher will be begging for more Joey after this post....