After stopping briefly at the South Carolina, North Carolina, and Virginia welcome centers, we stopped for a few hours in Richmond, VA.  The first priority was dinner, and in order to describe my choice of restaurants, a bit of back story is in order: Since I try not to be profane around the children, my “go to” inappropriate word to provide levity in times of turmoil is “bottom.”  Examples go like this: child:  “DADDY!  She’s ruining my train tracks!” me:  “My bottom likes to ruin train tracks.” child: …