Pioneer Day

Goodness, I love Pioneer Day. How cool is it that we get a holiday just for living in Utah? Thanks, pioneers!

Back in the Elms during our dating period Nathaniel and I had couple friends. Yep, that's right. Couple friends. Noelle and Nick comprised one of those couples. And it's way cool because now we're all married and they are expecting a baby in two weeks and we all live in Wymount. Couple friends, reunited. Makes my heart sing.

The five and a half of us went downtown today to celebrate the 24th of July at Taste of the Valley. You pay ten bucks and you get to sample a bunch of local restaurant's offerings. It was amazing how much better little local joints are when you can taste them right along with the chains. Now that I think about it, it was almost as though they had the chain version of a type of food right along with the down home version: Goodwood v. some local barbecue joint, Noodles and Co. v. Gloria's, California Pizza Kitchen v. Pizzeria 712, etc. I will be avoiding huge chains for a while. We all loved every bit of it (except the time we stood in a ten minute line for a sacrament cup sized bit of fro-yo).

But there was something very strange: the girls at Goodwood. It's July, and duh, the heat is bad. But the servers at Goodwood were all female, all dyed hair, all super tan, and wearing heat to toe black. They really stuck out. Why a barbecue joint wanted to project that image is beyond me.

Oh, and you have to go to pizzera 712. Amazing.