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Wig Night

My daughter's Tiffanie and Melissa attended a wig event for a charity a few weeks ago. So last night Tiffanie had a birthday dinner with the girls at Distrito's in Scottsdale and decided the theme was, wear a wig.

My daughter Kelsey and I opted out on the wig wearing, but attended the dinner.

Let's begin with the restaurant - the venue use to be called The Theodore which was beautifully decorated with a great feel. I was taken back at the decor when I entered the hotel and the restaurant - it was like being in a craft store.                                                                                                                                

The food was not traditional Mexican food, and the servings are more like samplers you would get at a tasting or at Costco. They were very slow at getting the orders out, and your order didn't come out together. For example, by the time my rice was served I had eaten my mini tacos and beans or they would of been cold... too much time in between serving.

Before the evening ended I thought I might return so my husband could experience the food, but the waiter ended up being rude when we got the bill because everyone was figuring out what they owed. He said, "why don't you just throw money down on the table like everyone else." Excuse me, it was a $400 bill that was going to be paid, so why the attitude. Of course his tip amount changed after his inner bitch came out. Would I go back, NO!

As for the company last night, all I can say is thank you Jesus for giving me strength to keep my mouth shut.

Have an awesome Sunday!!!!


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