Traditions

Williamsburg, 2014

For months we've passed our neighbors on their way to early weekend dinners out in the neighborhood with their 2 year old, and it's pretty cute seeing her toddling down the block in search of Italian fare.

Last night we tried the same, with Axel and Ozzy in tow, and headed to Oregano for homemade pasta and wood-fired pizza. Apart from some projectile pizza crusts it was a success (which I attribute to the B.Y.O.B. policy and family vibe.) I just have to master the art of eating while carrying Oscar in the Baby Bjorn as I'm afraid he got a bit showered in broccoli rabe. It was a bit chaotic but kind of glowy and warm and funny nonetheless.

Mostly Will and I reserve dinner out for times when we have a sitter, but it was really cute going out as a foursome. The waitress couldn't have been nicer and a family next to us, with three teenagers, seemed by turns bemused and sympathetic. It was also nice to put the kiddos to bed without facing the whole to-cook-or-Seamless dilemma.