|"Do you smell that, Mags?"|
"Oooh, yes! That's the sweet smell of ..."
"No. Calzones. Definitely calzones."
|"Mmm! We should take a seat in the outdoor area and order one! I don't have any money, though."|
"Me, neither. Of course one of us has a 20 tucked in her iPhone case, doesn't she ... Mom?"
|"Mom? Is that true?"|
"Don't try to deny it, Mom!"
Apparently, Old Chicago doesn't serve calzones at 0830 - or so Mom and Dad would have us believe. Maybe once it gets cold out, we can walk later in the day, then sit outside on their patio for a nice calzone!