Pizza for 9

In the short week between Florida and VT (good god...if I took a quick jaunt to Maine I will have done the entire East Coast) we took an afternoon in Brooklyn.  No, I still can't really parallel park (though we did practice in Florida!) but I continue to trust in serendipity, and, well...so far so good.

Our day in Brooklyn meant a reunion with Paul, Caroline, Lucas, and Dylan!  Not shown are the moms:  Sara and Adrienne.  They were probably curled up in the fetal position in the corner with a beer.  No, actually, we chose the most kid friendly restaurant in Park Slope (which is really saying something) and it was a surprisingly stress-free meal.  And yes, there was beer for the grownups.