Mr. R. does dinner

I told Mr. R. that he was in charge of dinner Friday night.

He said no problem and grabbed the car keys.

Any guesses where we went?

 As usual, a grilled cheese for me and a hotdog for Mr. R. Miss Pip is becoming increasingly interested in what is on my plate and was more than willing to add bits of grilled cheese to her dinner of apples, carrotts, and black beans.