One door closes, another opens

A few days ago, Darlene was asking what the name of the restaurant back home (my original home) was called. She said it stood out because it had a bread bar. That is to say that you helped yourself to a variety of breads, buttered them up with your choice of butter (including garlic of course) and tossed it on a grill to toast it. Last night, we headed for a restaurant we hadn't been to in a while and en route, Darlene wondered aloud how much longer the place would stay open (it hadn't ever been jam packed). Well, it turns out she might have sensed something because alas, the place was closed. On our way to an area where there is a cluster of restaurants, I took a somewhat scenic route past the airport and we came across a new restaurant, attached to a new airport area hotel. The hotel is called Acclaim. The restaurant is called Pacini. We turned in. Darlene was excited to finally get to try a new place and after we walked in, her face got all excited. It turns out this is the place with the bread bar that we were talking about days ago. Calgary finally has a Pacini. It was great.