Well, Girls, We Finally Made It To Babbo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes, darlings, last night as per planned, Monsieur Davide and I dined at Babbo, and the results were gratifying. For starters, they assigned as our waiter Joey D, who, with his tight, muscular upper arms, close cropped hair and taut ass, was as delectable as the items on the menu. For that we both went the Traditional Tasting Route, which included such scrumptious things as paprdelle in butter cream sauce with thyme and chanterelle, skirt steak in an exquisite sauce, a duck confit ravioli, figs with a fennel seed and honey sauce--to name a few. The wine flowed, and wasn't I just high spirited and vivacious. We wanted to invite Joey D back for an after dinner apertif, to at least find out what gym he frequents, but such are the vagaries of the business, not being privy to such into. But the lovely Joey D made things run smoothly at Babbo, which earns a favorable reception from The Raving Queen???????? Do you hear me, girls?????????????????? You MUSt spend an evening at Babbo!!!!!!!!!!!!

This evening we are spending at "Jersey Boys," with some truly refreshing music. The meal will not top Babbo, but what can???????? But the Four Seasons sixties sound will be music to our ears after the earsplitting "Bloody Bloody Andrew Jackson!!!!!!!!!!' You gill get a full on the aisle report, girls, rest assured.

And I am wearing my exclusive camel haired Ralph Lauren coat to the proceedings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dress your best, girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!