It isn't my choice to do things on a Sunday night, I prefer to grill and chill at home, but sometimes things come up and we must be a little fluid. This past weekend was one of those times, we tried getting time with Boy on Saturday, but he already had plans. He did text during the week that he would like to get together on Sunday, early if possible. Early turned into 6:30 pm, which turned out to be normal dinner time. It was a bit funny, but he chose the restaurant, he made the reservation, then he was the one that got there late because he just entered the name of the restaurant in his car and it chose the one up in Round Rock. This would have been a little better for us in that it is closer to Georgetown, and we did have to go drop off younger Mijo back at campus afterward.
We got to the right location based on Google Map at 6:20 pm, they had a table waiting for us, which was nice, but the restaurant was maybe 70% full, we would have been sat quickly either way. Birthday boy and his fiancee were not there, I texted them, he wrote "just pulled in", but 20 minutes later he still wasn't in the door. They walked in maybe 30 minutes later and he admitted the car map took them to the wrong location, which I just thought "you didn't realize you were headed to Round Rock and not Research Blvd?" But at this point, why argue, I was just glad we were all there, even if younger Mijo spent those 30 minutes in the bathroom, he said his stomach was not right, so there was that too.
We got caught up with their stuff, we filled them in on what we've been up to, then I gave him his gift. I thought it was a good time to get Mijo a nice gift, 30 being an important birthday, as he has transitioned from a boy trying to figure out the world into a successful young man. We both have a love for nice watches and we frequently text and talk about liking this watch and that one, it is one thing we both love. He can pull the look though because he likes to dress up and down and he hangs out with other people of means. He has mentioned some of these friends are sporting crazy expensive watches, so getting him a Cartier is in line with him and where he fits in. His face was that of full surprise and a bit of a shock to receive this, which I liked. We took some pictures as he opened the box then we moved on to dinner and steaks.
We all had the sirloin steak, except for younger Mijo who had a chicken burger, I guess his stomach was still not 100%. I would say it was good, but I ordered a medium steak and it was almost burned or past well done, there was no red line or juiciness, but I ate it, I hate being a complainer out in public, I just won't go back for a long time. We finished the meal with some desserts, Wife and I shared the pecan bread pudding thing with vanilla ice cream, Mijo had the chocolate cake, and Boy and his gal had the cheesecake. All were giant sized portions and delicious. We sang Happy Birthday, took a couple more pictures then we moved along. We still got home at almost 10:00 pm, after driving up to Georgetown to drop off Mijo, but that is about our normal routine.
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