A Sad tale to Tell...
There once was a girl who was invited to a party. We'll call her....hmmm...Sally. Sally got all gussied up in her party finery (blue jeans aren't considered party finery, you say?). She went to the appointed time and place with gift in hand. As she sat and waited for her friends to arrive she wondered why everyone was late. Even the party recipient. People started to whisper about the sad, sad girl with her gift for someone who obviously didn't care about her. As Sally sat feeling bewilderment another feeling began to creep over her soul: embarrassment. She looked at the sign of the restaurant and saw that it said "PeiWei" NOT "P.F. Chang's". (Darn all those people who kept bringing up the fact that PeiWei was owned by P.F. Chang's and it was opening brand new in Surprise!) So she dashed in her sports car (minivan) to the P.F. Chang's (in Peoria not Surprise) and was only 30 minutes late. As Sally entered the party room her friends all cheered and made her feel happy again. The party was fabulous, the friends were fabulous, the gifts were fabulous, even Amy Rae's "Granny Bag" was fabulous! And it would seem that everyone would live happily ever after. But another shadow was cast over the evening when they went to "The Golden Spoon" for yogurt at 10:45 and it was closed. The nerve of those yogurt people! So everyone went home in tears and frustration.

My friends. I have a confession--I am Sally. And the experience was mine. The moral of the story: print your evite to take with you in case of mistaken-restaurant-identity. And dress up a little more if Amy Rae is involved.