|The surrounding villagers have painted dinosaurs on their homes.|
|The gas station outside the park.|
|The happy sightseers (or shall I say, site-seers)|
|A very big femur and three cute kids.|
"My best friend as a child was Italian," she said. "I would go with her to visit her grandmother in Italy. Her grandmother was a short, fat Italian woman who always wore black dresses because someone in her huge family had always just died. When we got to a certain age, she would no longer let us play outdoors because of the boys, so we were kept in the kitchen to help her cook. My friend grew up to be a flight attendant. She hates to cook. I grew up to be a chef."
Sandra's is in this neighborhood: