Good friends remain as friends no matter where they are in world.
Allow me to attempt to explain this in a story that will span four continents, three people and six years of friendship: Last weekend, a good Aussie friend of ours whom we met in
Melbourne, and is now working in
London for a company that is based in
Minneapolis was in town for the weekend. We tried to meet up a few times last year but since I spent a lot of my time in
Brazil, we couldn't. Tried to meet up again a few times this year but since I'm in
Dallas during the workweek, matching our travel schedules was tricky. Until finally last weekend, we did!
He's a fellow foodie and travel junkie and he could talk about hole-in the-wall places in Makarska (Makarska where??) to three-star Michelins in Paris! A well traveled foodie seems a bit hard to impress but we took him to
Restaurant Alma and surely, the pride of Minneapolis did not disappoint. Review coming up shortly!

-- purple top from Manila -- The Limited black mini skirt -- Saks sandals-- Hubby is wearing a Lacoste shirt and 7 for All Mankind jeans (yes, I just recently converted him over to the dark side of premium designer denim!)
