"Ma! Y'ova thinkin it!" I shouted to her with a Yankees accent as she hung white fabric from the arbor and then she giggled at herself and at me and we went inside for a snack.
In the end, Moppy made the back patio look beautiful and I was sad she was too busy playing host to sit and enjoy her scenery. Dad concocted a delicious seafood stew that he served with watermelon and a neon blue punch that was eventually named "Blue Grotto" in honor of a favorite Italian venue.
Note the Graduate's kitty shirt and the fun Ellen had with the drapery.
This is by far one of the best places to hang with friends, have great drinks (amazing beer selection), eat some great food, including the great lunch I had there. Prices at venues in Chicago are very reasonable and the pizza was awesome.
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