Promenade Stories

We have a new mall in our little corner of the world. It's called the Pinnacle Hills Promenade.

It's a new outside mall where all the stores open up to wide sidewalks with fountains, pretty landscaping, and street lanterns. It's really pretty and for once, you almost (almost) forget you're in Arkansas because of all the fancy shoppes (notice the spelling - very important) and the Orange Julius (wow!, yes this is a big deal). For brief moments we are transported to another place - until you walk by the Razorback Football Shop (that's our University of Arkansas Team for those of you who aren't from 'round here...) and THEN, it all comes rushing back.

There's a P.F. Chang's there (chinese bistro in case you've never heard of it) so we decided to see if we could have dinner there. It's 6:30 on a Saturday evening (not the best time to hit a new restaurant), but there weren't lines of people outside so we thought we'd go in and put our name in. Mark walks up, asks what the wait time is for 2 people, and she replies (with the most apologetic look on her face), "4 hours." 4 hours?!

Obviously, we didn't wait for 4 hours. We went instead to another restaurant, used a gift card that I had won at work, had a wonderful, COMPLETELY FREE dinner, drove home (30 minutes), and started watching a movie - all before our 4 hour wait time was up.

Lesson learned: make a reservation =o)