Sometimes it's nice just to retreat into suburbia for the night and forego dinner in the city.
Friday night was one of those sometimes.
So we drove to the nearest strip mall, shared a large pepperoni pizza and a diet coke, and then went next door to get ice cream. We also considered walking one more door down and perusing the dollar store to round out the night, but decided against it on principles of hygiene. The perfect strip mall date.