There are days when you just want to go to Paul’s Pasta and eat Italian food.

Especially on a gray January afternoon in New England.

Banjo Man decided on Thursday that we needed a field trip. We waited until daughter Nancy had the day off and off we went.  Also on the agenda?  A stop in Mystic to a photo-developing lab, then some strolling through the little shops at the Mystic Seaport.  The kitchen store is always a hit, as was a beautiful jewelry store that is Nancy’s favorite.  We resisted fudge and olive oil, but I did buy a Viking refrigerator magnet.

We were home before dark with leftovers and desserts.  Banjo Man and Nancy moved the empty china cupboard down to the basement.  I replanted my aloe plant and moved an old iron plant stand to the now empty corner of the dining area.

Guess who is terrible at having his picture taken?  Believe it or not, he was having a great time!