Seafood Date

I couldn't resist Frankie's request for mussels. I love encouraging her to eat weird foods, so after school yesterday Uncle Mark and I took her out for seafood. We got a dozen oysters and a pot of mussels. I thought I was going to be able to persuade her to try one of the oysters, but no luck. We got close, though. She thought the shells were awesome, and really wanted to take one home with her. Once she got up close to the oyster itself, she deemed it "too grown up" for her. She kindly requested that we bring her back when she was a teenager, and she would try again. Maybe. (No leagally-binding promises were made.)

The mussels, though, were a hit. Frankie even treated us to a castanet performance using the little black shells.

When we were all finished up, we all went for a walk around Old Town. All through Old Town, Fort Collins has strategically placed pianos in public spaces, encouraging people to stop and play as they pass by. Frankie took a turn at the keyboard, doing a little afternoon improv.

It was a great afternoon. And Frankie should have tried the oysters. They were delicious!