Park City

The second day of our trip in Utah I dragged the girls up to Park City - actually none of them had ever been there. We had a almost hospitalizing meal - the waiter gave us tomato-veggie soup and I asked repeatedly if there were carrots in the soup he assured me on all accounts there was not a single tomato...well at the bottom of finishing Wendy's sample there were shaving of carrots - I rushed with a bottle of salt to the restroom and scrapped my mouth, gums, tongue and teeth with salt and hot water till it was raw. The waiter apologized but I really wanted him to comp something for his ignorance instead he made humor out of the event. He was cute enough for me to go along and Wendy had him wrapped around her finger. AND believe it or not Sharon made not one but multiple decisions during this meal - all in all historic. We then cruised the boulevard window shopping and fur browsing - that is until Wendy heard the word "Rabbit" fur we left quickly. I guess she thought of her bunny at home. After cruising the quiet streets of Park City we headed back down to the valley, it was raining and snowing in the mountains. It was a very nice day outing.