Sunday, June 21, 2009


The Yippie-Ei-O Steakhouse was hoppin', hoppin', hoppin' on Saturday night (hopefully making up for all of the food and wine that we swiped!). Cecily runs the totally authentic, down-to-earth place at the Grand Canyon and we took up a big table for an enormous amount of amazing food, booze and a couple of leftover Cake Walk cakes, hardly able to contain ourselves without making yet another scene. And then the group of Italian bikers walked in. We suddenly became absolutely unable to contain ourselves. They were strutting around in tight jeans and Bologna jackets and toasting and singing opera-like songs, turning a bunch of married, single, attached, and unattached Maricopa County girls into wild women. The filets were devoured and the girls were happy...

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