Taken inside the Red Robin in Waldorf. My youngest son absolutely loves the place and keeps asking to go back EVERY weekend for our "family night out" dinners. I found that odd considering the fact that he would always pitch a fit about going to the one in Woodbridge when we lived in Lorton, but preferences change, right? The place isn't exactly what one would consider "fine dining", but it's not bad for the price and well, it keeps the little man content. Maybe it's the balloons (which he pronounces "bamoons") or maybe it's the noise and constant activity? Who knows - all we know is that he never seems to resist going there.
Incidentally, nobody was particularly thrilled about me bringing the camera into the restaurant, but the colors in the neon lights were just too much for me to pass up.
