my mom comes to visit

My young mom arrives around one. There are some benefits to marrying at 19 and having your first-born by 21. You get to spend more years together. 

Within minutes of entering my apartment, my mom characteristically asks, "So, what's our plan for today?"  She doesn't sit still for long. We are having dinner downtown and then seeing a screening of I Saw The Light, a new biopic about Hank Williams.  I figure we'll take a Via around 5:00, but my mom can't wait. "C'mon. Let's leave now. I want to walk around." And so we do.

Within four minutes (literally) of placing the request, our personal driver arrives, in the form of  Via ($4.49 for the two of us downtown). My mom loves Greek food and I remember a small, inexpensive, but excellent little place on Stanton Street called Souvlaki. 

We are seated by 5; the restaurant is empty except for the two of us. 






We are both starving, having skipped lunch. so we order big.   Three different dips with warm pita slices, a gigantic Greek salad, and two sandwiches. We eat about half of everything, and ask our waitress if she can hold our leftovers until after the film. "Of course," she tells us.

We go to the screening, and two hours later we are back at Souvlaki to pick up our food. Quite a difference between 6pm and 9:30 pm...