You know what’s great about the Old Spaghetti Factory? That every entree is a complete meal, including dessert. And honestly, by this time in my conference travels, I was beyond ready to zone out and let other people make all the decisions. I got the cheesy pasta; M. got the cheesy pasta with mushrooms. We ate and talked and talked and talked and ate and then M. drove A. and I to the airport. Time to go home.
