At the same restaurant of which I was speaking yesterday, I ordered some pasta for my main course. Quite simply put, I hadn’t had pasta in a long while so I ordered pasta after we had that spinach and artichoke dip. The pasta was good. It’s a simple red sauce with chicken breast and garnished with some sort of cream cheese. That was simply meant to sate my desire for some Italian food. The restaurant wasn’t actually an Italian restaurant. At least, it wasn’t a restaurant specializing in Italian food. Oddly enough, we had decided on the fly to go to this restaurant for a very specific reason. That reason remains to be seen until dessert comes along.