Chevy's

Scott always manages to have a week long birthday celebration.  We had gone to Las Vegas to celebrate and as we pulled into Phoenix (three days later) about dinner time, he suggested we go to Chevy's instead of cooking at home.  I wasn't going to argue - especially since he had a coupon for his birthday.  Scooter and I have an unwritten pact that we never mention that it's our birthday at a restaurant so we can skip the singing.  Our wait staff was pretty on top of it (read the coupon) and sang to him without our prompting. He even got a birthday sombrero.

Senor Scooter Pie