BP's: The Funnest Place on Earth

Waiting for a table...

We spent yesterday afternoon with Auntie Kim and Uncle Murray. James and Murray took our old stove and BBQ away, while Kim and I visited and Rowan napped. Then we decided to go out for dinner. Our first choice was Fudruckers, but apparently Saturday afternoon at 5pm is a little busy there, go figure. And I was too wussy to go and steal a table while everyone else ordered, so we decided to go to BP's. That's become the place the four of us end up for beer, appies, and visiting. It turned out that it's Rowan's favorite place now.

Oooo! What's that? It's awesome!

Again! Again!

Finally a restaurant with highchairs that she fits in! And they've got great toys on them. She had a blast! They were perhaps the greatest toys she's ever seen. She lost her little nut as Murray spun the tree. We spent most of the meal just watching her! Despite the fact that she was so tired she rubbed her eyes every 2 minutes or so, she couldn't stop kicking her feet, laughing, talking and playing. It almost made up for the appalling service. Almost.
The place was pretty busy, but we were seated by (we think) the manager, then sat for 15 minutes before Murray finally had to go get him again. He took our order and gave us a free appy (their tasty new nachos). It's the only time that I think James over-tipped. Me? Thought James over-tipped? Only because the server would have gotten the tip and she did nothing to deserve it. But it was a good time and you can't argue with free appies.