Cousin E picked Salvador Molly's. Umm, what exactly is "pirate cookin'"?
Was this "pirate" decor? This mash of oddities? For some reason, the garage door reminded me of a restaurant I dined at in Bellingham, Washington long ago. It was my first job interview. Some of my potential co-workers took me out for lunch. It was the first time I had goat cheese on pizza. I think there was chocolate peanut butter pie for dessert. They really went all-out to show me around that weekend, even taking me up into the mountains and Vancouver, B.C. Unfortunately, the pay offer was abysmal. Anyway, sorry, I tend to go off on tangents.
