Dinner with Gramps

I haven't been good at documenting how often I've been going out with my Grandpa since my Gramma passed away in February.  We've been pretty consistent with going out to dinner on Wednesdays.  Sometimes it's every other Wednesday and sometimes it's every week, just depending on, well, mostly my schedule. This past Wednesday I picked up Grandpa and took him to American Burger Bar in downtown St. Paul.  He is likes all kinds of food but he definitely likes a good burger and I thought this would be a good place to take him.  It turned out to be a great place because he just loved it.  Most times when we've gone out, M has been with us too and my aunt came once but this time it was just him and I, which was really nice to have the chance to talk between just the two of us.  I try to get him to tell me what certain foods and places he likes or would like to go to and most times he just has me pick.  Being that he is an FBI, which as a kid he told me that stands for Full-Blooded Italian, I asked him if he likes Italian food like the Olive Garden, since it's a chain and not real authentic.  He said he did like it but in his whole Italian life, he's never tried Alfredo sauce!  Alfredo sauce is a thing in northern Italy and his parents lived in southern Italy and both the north and south didn't really get along so the north had white sauce while the south had red sauce.  Kinda funny.  I'll have to get him to try white sauce on one of our outings.