Dean and I went out to a new neighborhood Italian pizza place last night: Mioposto in Mt. Baker, near the park. Nice high windowside table. Great thin-crust pizza cooked in a wood fire oven. A more oil-based Caesar salad. Decent Trebbiano. We shared the prosciutto and arugula pizza with Parmesan and regianno. Simply delish!
Off to work again . . . busy with phase II of electronic records "Go-Lives." And poetry group tonight . . . I can hardly wait to see my poetry buddies.
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