After the concert, Mom and I headed to Serafina with some friends. Above, I’m with Greta and her stepmom (Greta’s family owns the restaurant, and her father very graciously gave me a tour of their kitchen. The pasta machines were awesome, and even though no one was actually making pasta at that moment, he told me that I can come back some time to check out how they do it).

Sigh…in dark restaurants it’s sometimes hard to tell when you’re wearing just a touch too much red lipstick. Ah well.