We did a little Temple & Tavern yesterday morning, hoping that would increase the odds of getting some Divine intervention with our travel situation.
We had a gift certificate to the Tavern on the Green (thanks to the Turners' home teacher), and had to use it before they close forever on December 31st.
This place is fancy. The ceiling looks like a wedding cake. That blur of a man is the Captain. He is in charge of dispersing the sticky buns and pain au chocolat. When we received our bill, there was a special line for us to give him a tip (he handled those rolls with such grace).
Right after this photo, I looked at my goblet of water and found someone else's lipstick on the rim.
Then the waiter brought out our soups and my soup spoon had someone else's breakfast on it.
The food was okay, but, yet again, another over-hyped restaurant known for its sentiment, rather than its cuisine.
Taylor was in a crazy mood! While making our way to the door, Taylor sang at the top of his lungs, "Goodbyyyyyyyyyeeee, Taaaaaavvvvveeeeerrrrnnnnnn!!!"
Maybe we saw the Christmas windows last night, too.
Hopefully 24 hours from now we'll be at the airport with confirmed seats on a confirmed flight direct to Salt Lake.