Home is Where the Best Pizza Is...

Day 11: Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Home is Where the Best Pizza Is...

We packed up early and left Michigan behind - most likely to the sheer delight of Mimmy and Pippy, as we seem to have damaged a few of their possessions in our wake...

Pippy said that Mark breaks chairs because he sits from 6'3 feet up instead of lowering his lumbering body gently. Even as we heard it crack (and pointed and laughed), Mark buried his head in shame over the fact that he had broken another of this same set during his last visit. Then, as he went out to the RV to flee our teasing, he broke the door handle clean off as well...

Out of Michigan and with clumsy Mark at the wheel (good choice?), we headed to Ottawa, IL (just next to April's home town of Seneca, IL). There, April pulled Mark into her favorite Chinese restaurant, located in a warehouse next to a strip club and a "Brown Bag Video." After the promised best Chinese food he'd ever had, April's Dad asked Mark, "Would you ever have come in to a place like this on your own?" and Mark replied "No, but maybe I would have considered stopping in next door."



After lunch, we took Andrew to one of Ottawa's many parks to run...

Back at April's parents' house, Mark took advantage of the private backyard to practice his moves... guess it isn't so private when the wife takes pictures and later posts them on the web...

Andrew got some work done in the office and also practiced his new move - drinking out of a cup...

Finally, off to the BEST pizza place of all time, Bianchis.

Even though Andrew was exhausted and teething, he managed to put down 5 pieces by himself.

Full of all the best Ottawa had to offer, we headed home to bed in the Steinhour driveway. Tomorrow - off to another Steinhour stop - Grandma and Grandpa's farm!