Solution #2 to Lenten Fridays

Last week, my husband and I were researching restaurants online in anticipation of my birthday dinner in May.  During this search, my husband found Albivi Brick Oven.  He read that they have great buffalo wings (for him) and brick oven pizza (for me).  He made a reservation for the following Friday at 8PM.

When we got home from work that Friday, we changed and headed out, armed with the address and what has become our trusty GPS.  Our poor GPS was put to work on this trip though.  We followed the lady on the machine's directions until we arrived at construction signs indicating that the bridge was out.  Since the GPS was unaware of this detour, we had to turn off and travel in a different direction hoping that our GPS would pick up again and take us on a different route.  Luckily, it reregistered and continued on in the right direction.  The route to the restaurant was definitely an experience.  We passed house after massive house that felt like they kept getting bigger while the land the property was on kept expanding as well.  It is truly amazing.  It feels as though the areas around Old Bridge are definitely not for lack of money.  Around every corner, you can seem to find pockets of mansion house developments.  It always makes me wonder who actually lives in those houses, what they did to get so lucky, where they work and what they do.  I can only dream that someday I will know the answers through my own experience.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, we walked in the front.  The front of the restaurant looked like we had expected, a pizza counter with booths, a place perfect for buffalo wings and pizza.  However, that is not where we were seated.  We were taken into another room off to the side which had a very different vibe.  That room was intimate, dark with nice tables and beautiful decor on the walls.  It was definitely not the buffalo type scene.  After the initial shock, we settled in and decided on dinner: caesar salad and buffalo chicken pizza to start and margarita pizza and chicken parmesan with a side of spaghetti and meatballs for dinner.  The restaurant is BYO so they opened our bottle and served us delicious bread.  The night was off to a good start.  The food did not disappoint either.  We left full to gills and very satisfied.  Luckily, we remembered to take our half drunk bottle of wine with us.  We did leave the leftover pizza though.  Hopefully, somebody else was able to enjoy that.

From time to time, dinner out comes with interesting entertainment from one's fellow diners.  Friday night was no exception.  The table to our right was very lively.  Two couples were out on a double date; however, the women and men did not seem to intermingle.  The women talked amongst themselves while the men got into a very serious baseball discussion about which players to draft and which ones to start, who was going to have a good year and who just simply should stay behind.  I thought they were talking about fantasy baseball leagues, but as my husband leaned in to tell me, they were talking about Little League - ten to eleven year olds to be exact.  I guess priorities for some are just different.