Last night we went to Figo. This morning I learned that “figo” is Milanese slang, used to identify something as good, cool, great, whatever. It’s all on the Figo web site, which doesn’t appear to have been updated since 2005 or so, since our Decatur location isn’t even listed.
I had cold cucumber soup with salmon and a salad. Fred, in a bout of healthful recklessness that still leaves me astonished, had a chicken salad and fried calamari. Maybe it’s all the walking we’ve been doing lately.
It was very warm and we sat outside in the setting sun, glad to be together.
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