Dish. My scallops and fried artichoke hearts were delicious. The night ended in our living room with her and my husband sipping Disaronno on the rocks while I ate cake and cookies and we all talked.
On Saturday Dooley (with two legs) proved she is the most beloved because she had to make a lap through Dallas to see her other friends. While she was away, I suffered through yoga because I had eaten pound cake for breakfast, which is clearly Dooley's (with no fur coat's) fault. It's so good.
Dooley (without a pink diamond collar) finished her Dallas grand tour just in time for a family dinner in Fort Worth at Joe T's.
After dinner we went to the movies, and after the movies we finished the night off with my mom's homemade Grape Nut ice cream and Dooley's (with an MBA's) pound cake.
Sunday morning my popular friend had to leave before the clock hit double digits. She was required to be back in Houston to help her mother's charity that benefits African orphans.
We made plans for me to come visit her in Houston and she'll take me to BHLDN and Biscuit and any other store that begins with the letter B. I enjoy Dooley (both of them).