We went to Belmar this evening for a nice little holiday event at their ice rink. We got there in time to have dinner, which we did at a cute little pizza place.

When we placed our order, the waitress asked Jessica if she would like some pizza dough. Jessica, of course, had no idea what to make of this question; we were a little thrown ourselves, but said sure. Out came a lump of pizza dough, about the size of Jessica's two fists together, for Jessica to play with while we waited for our food. Just like playing with Play-doh, with the added bonus that you can also eat it.

I hadn't seen a restaurant bring out dough for kids to play with before. I thought it was pretty clever.

Tonight at dinner, Jessica was looking at a cup with pictures of some chefs. "What are they doing?"

Dana answered, "It looks like they're cooking."

Pause.

"Where's the microwave?"