Colin and Ashley took us to this amazing Greek restaurant down the street from their apartment. The food was amazing and the atmosphere was even more amazing. I felt like I was in the movie My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Our server (who we called Nic), was the son of the owner, a round man with dark eyes that almost disappeared when he smiled. Dad, the owner, came by our table after we sat down to welcome us. He teased us to let him know if our server was doing a good job. He joked that he would be let go if we were satisfied. Kevin joked back making a slashing motion at his neck. Dad corrected Kevin by twisting his hands together and told us he would wring his neck "like a chicken". I laughed as I remembered one of my favorite lines from the movie, "Toula, eat something. I could break you like a chicken." There was live Greek music, and the servers danced in a line waiving their napkins around.
After dinner we walked down the block to a little comedy club. It was quite the hole in the wall. each hour an company of about 6 players did their improv skits. It's like an amateur version of "Who's Line is it Anyway." We announced it was Kevin's birthday and he was pulled up on stage. Here are some pictures from my phone of the group mimicking Kevin's every move.

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