dining without children

Toronto, 2013.06.20

On several occasions since Ken's birth, we've eaten nice meals (cough cough, "without kids") because Ken was fairly good with sleeping through the late afternoon-evening if we got lucky. Not so with Emma.

And with everything else we've put ourselves through recently, we've just not had the time to go out for a nice dinner.

Until tonight. We had a superb tapas meal at a place on King Street. We talked about basically everything *but* kids for the first time in a long, long time. In fact we decided that it had been two months .. less than three years.

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