When I was pregnant with Savannah, I got on this hot and sour soup kick... Pat would have to go up to the Chinese restaurant near our apartment and pick up a container of this wonderful soup. It didn't matter what time he brought it home to me, I was always happy to gobble it down.
I guess it makes sense that Savannah likes going to the Chinese restaurant.
I've asked him to stop by our favorite Chinese restaurant in Charlottesville tonight and bring me some sweet and sour chicken along with rice and the soup they serve with their meals.
My stomach is already excited about having that great meal when he gets home tonight... luckily this is one of his early days so he'll be home around 10:30 p.m.