Full Moon

I love to go out to eat. And every weekend I have a case of temporary amnesia and think, "Let's take the kids to a restaurant. It can't be that bad, right?"

Wrong. Somehow I forget how stressful it is eating out with a toddler and baby. Tim and I end up both shoveling our meals into our mouths while keeping Cam and Nora from wreaking complete havoc. We leave the restaurant exhausted, cranky and usually $50 or more poorer.  Plus, if you asked me what I just ate, I wouldn't be able to remember.

Luckily, we found Full Moon Restaurant in Cambridge not that long ago. There's still havoc and screaming, but (horray!) the noise isn't just coming from our kids but other people's kids. The restaurant has a small playroom off the main dining room which is in view of most tables.  There's a train table, books, a play kitchen and all sorts of other toys that keep little ones occupied. For the babies who are stuck at the table with mom and dad, the wait staff brings a plastic bucket full of small plastic toys to the table.

As for the food, it's delicious. Think real food that you would get at a "date night" restaurant, like grilled steak with bleu cheese butter, mussels with chorizo or our favorite, homemade nachos.  And the best part?  You can actually eat this delectable meal and have a glass of wine while your child plays, screams and runs around without offending anyone nearby because the parents at the next table are just happy their child isn't the only one making a scene.

                                                    Our table during brunch at Full Moon.