Yesterday, as is our custom on Fat Tuesday, we took the whole crew out to dinner (you have to fatten up before lent). When we got to Dylan's favorite pizza place, Non Solo Pizza, Toby stood up and dropped his pants in the middle of the restaurant. Pamela was mortified and the customers were amused (he's 3, come on!).
Non Solo is pretty cool because they have the big wood pizza ovens and they have the guys making the pizza behind a plexiglas "wall" in the middle of the restaurant. Occasionally they throw the pizza up in the air, which my kids just love. At one point the pizza maker threw his dough up in the air, and it went over the wall and next to Dylan. So Dylan grabbed it and stood up and was throwing it up in the air (Pamela's still just mortified) and having it land on his face. Then he passed it back to the pizza guys, who were laughing so hard they almost couldn't get the dough back. I think he made their night. Poles don't often act silly.
This morning, I went to Carrefour in Galeria Mokotow because it's closer and less hassle than going all the way out to Auchan. And there's no one there! It's fantastic! I can get in and out in less than an hour, including the time it takes to get the faktura (a form that we get to have our sales tax returned to us). On the way out I noticed that the coffee shop (kawiarnia) had very few sweets, reminding everyone that it's Lent, and I was reminded of the movie Chocolat, which is a very interesting insight into the social pressures that keep everyone doing what they're supposed to do.
Have a great day!