All You Gotta Do Is Ask

Last night I had a craving for pizza. But not just any pizza. Oggi's Pizza. Oggi's has become one of our favorite pizza places in the valley. There are only two locations, one just a few minutes from our house, and Jonathan gets a discount for being a Midwestern student. Lucky us! If you ever come to visit, we promise to take you there.

With the upcoming move, we've been trying to save money by not going out to eat very often. We hadn't been to Oggi's in months, so it was pure joy when we each had our first bite. At the end of the meal, I got up to go to the bathroom. On my way back to our table our waitress, Wendy, gave me a sweet smile as we passed one another. I sat back down and Jonathan told me that he asked Wendy the waitress if they gave free chocolate lava cake a la mode to pregnant women. I laughed in disbelief. A minute later, she appeared with one! Jonathan and I hardly ever order dessert at restaurants, let alone the most decadent one on the menu. But let me tell you, I was in heaven. And the fact that it was free made it even better. I smiled and thanked him. "You know my motto," Jonathan said. "All you gotta do is ask."