Bill and Earle proved themselves to be the perfect mates when they drove us to the airport on Saturday morning. We were headed to the Big Apple!!
Poor Kats was Billy-No-Mates off on her own…she even got stuck with the middle seat. Sorry Kats.
Luckily the flight was a quickie and we were back together again in an hour.
And we grew first by one - - Fabbie Nancy was at her fancy NYC pad waiting for us!!
On our way out to lunch we picked up Fabbie #7 - -Dawn arrived on the train and went straight to the Mexican restaurant. Now it was officially Fabbietopia!
The restaurant had a waterfall wall with plastic divers.
We all showed our age by having to whip out the readers to peruse the menu.
Obviously we liked what we saw…and ordered up a fiesta.
Another pitcher of sangria por favore!
Sangria + Dawn = flailing chicken.
That's a piece of chicken that landed in her bag.
And this is the restaurant fork that she found in her bag when we were already back at Nancy's.
Midday drinks, flying chicken and stolen cutlery. We're off to a great start!!
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