Matt and I are kind of in a manic mode of hashing things out--- our house goes from Raging Bull, to O Henry's Gift of the Magi in minutes. We decided to take a breather and venture out for date night. We decided to try Max's Wine Dive- a couple of my friends have raved about it, and it sounded like some much needed fun.
Matt indulged in a kobe beef burger, drenched in brie- with hand cut french fries. I had the egg sandwich- with artisan bread, drizzled in truffle oil, with melted gruyere. We split dessert- halvsies on a brownie/bread pudding combination that left us full. We washed the whole thing down with a Napa Merlot that we can't remember the name of, but had some cool label with a dragon or something. I am avoiding the scale for the next couple of days. It was a perfect evening--- good food, even better company. It constantly amazes me that when the shit hits the fan, my husband rallies and always reminds me how lucky I am to have married him. Taking me to a place that serves macaroni and cheese with truffles certainly helped matters. Yes indeedy.
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glad you survived dinner without killing each other! big hugs to you both (and to the girls of course). I'll let you know how tomorrow goes...Rob took the morning off so he could be there as well - my knight in shining armor!
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