To celebrate the last 1 month leg until our wedding, we decided to go all out and celebrate at a fancy Italian restaurant. Paul heard a lot of positive reviews from his friends so we decided to give it a go.
When I first looked at this picture, I couldn’t believe it was me. I don’t dress up much while I’m on the island. You would always find me with little to no makeup, shorts and flip flops. I’m not saying I look horrible. I just look my age now. I look 27. It just feels weird!!
I started getting restless and started bothering Paul. He got me back real good with the pictures though.
My homemade pasta with clams, zucchini and mushrooms. Paul and I both agree that it had to be the worst pasta we’ve ever eaten. Especially at a fancy restaurant. The noodles weren’t al dente; more like tough and chalky. And everything was salty. I didn’t even finish half of it. : (
I knew what would make me feel better….