My dear sweet husband, took me out to for supper at Bread and Ink, my favorite place ever.
He brought home the perfect flowers, and he was perfectly understated, to not spook me. Good work, honey!
I love Bread and Ink... nothing unexpected here, everything perfect, just as I like it, from bread to salad to all my special requests. These folks know there stuff!
I used to love the Yiddish brunch here so much, I used to love to sit and have a long Sunday morning here, but I have not had the luxury of having brunch for so many years, and I don't think they serve it anymore anyway, but our dinner was lovely, our server was lovely, the wine was perfect, the table service looked good and simple, the tomato sauce was homemade and passed my rather harsh standards.
I love their bread.
I love this place.
THANKS HONEY for getting me.
My heart is brimming with gratitude to Miss F's friend's mama for inviting her to a "dinner date", for inviting us in for a glass of wine, when F wouldn't leave without a fuss, and to MIL for watching Max.
This is the anniversary of our commitment to be together and it means so much to me, to be able to celebrate like a grown up.