I took no photos; so did any of this happen?
After what seems like interminable confinement, we had a run of outings that I'm hoping none of my clients will discern once the work week kicks back in. We had a great dinner (outside) of course on Wednesday at Diavola with John and Sara; followed by a beer share on Thursday where John Dimmick brought lasagna, the remainder of which he thankfully took home; followed by Book Club on Friday with an amazing pie from My Sugar Pie in Zionsville that somehow stayed here; followed by a birthday party Saturday with people who've become family, deep in the woods of southwestern Indiana where we started early and didn't leave until well into the night. We're just now back from West Lafayette where we brunched with our favorite Boilermaker, who took us on an 8-mile bike ride that included a little jaunt through Celery Bog, which made us all think of Grandpa Reed. (He hates celery.) We went back to Bistro 501 , which is so worth the drive. We brought up a few things Ali needed an...