On Monday night, I got my work done but then stayed up too late again, as anticipated. Tuesday morning I luckily didn't need my extra wake up call, and the day went really smoothly. Did more catch up work while in transit back to NYC, and was home around 10pm on Tuesday. S was adorable after missing each other for a couple of days and it was really nice to cuddle up. Wednesday was our anniversary - we got up early for spin class and I went into the office, but left a little early to get a blowout. I was a little tired and not really in a mood to go out at first, but I sipped a little bubbly in the chair in an attempt to feel a bit more festive. Walking out with big happy bouncy hair got me more into the mood too. The best part was running into S on the street on the way home. My eyes went straight to him a block away and we ran towards each other, dorktastic movie style.
We did a couple of errands, then got dressed up while we exchanged gifts. S got me Madonna tickets and a Chanel lipstick (perfect combo!) and I got him a new set of bedding (weird but he really wanted it) and a certificate with the name and coordinates of the star I named for him. I still remember so vividly, the first moment we kissed, and to this day it's still the kind of love to name stars after. Then we got dressed up and then went to one of the blockbuster asian-fusion places
in our neighborhood - S had been wanting to go but I wasn't super thrilled since it is more of a place that was cool eight years ago. I was totally proven wrong - it was so much fun. We walked in, and the decor was still really sleek and fresh, but also really luxe and interesting. It was packed with a good local crowd, especially for such a large place, on a Wednesday.
We did something we always used to do - pick a fancy cocktail for the other person, so that the actual drink you would get would be a surprise. S got this yummy ginger bourbon berry concoction for me, and I got him a martini with wasabi infused vodka. Very interesting. We had west coast oysters in three different preparations, all were good but one weirdly had cheese on it! Cheese on oysters - I would not have ordered it if they'd listed that on the menu, but it was tasty. We also got rock shrimp tempura with a couple of dipping sauces, again very delicious but a little heavier than I would have liked - I was thinking of the rock shrimp tempura at Nobu which is lighter somehow but this was more like gourmet fast food. For my main I had the braised black cod with ginger soy reduction and S had the surf and turf with wagyu and hamachi over herbed potatoes, citrus fruits, and avocado. Both really delicious. Finished out the meal with some aged sake (had never had but tasted similar to regular sake) and a yummy scotch. (I think my taste buds are changing again, am starting to like the taste of things like scotch and cheese.) Overall it was a great night and I was really glad I kept an open mind about the restaurant.
Thursday we went to a screening of a Norwegian movie called Hotejegerne, or Headhunters
, about a recruiter by day, art thief at night. The idea cracks me up, and the movie was really good, and also starred one of my all time crushes, Nikolaj Coster-Waldau
. I have no idea how to say his name, but he's formerly of the awesome but cancelled old TV show New Amsterdam. He would definitely be tops on my laminated list, if I were allowed to have a laminated list anymore. Looks like he's now on HBO's Game of Thrones, need to check that out, have also read from a few places that that's good. Overall a nice night - I love how vibrant Lincoln Center is now.
Friday I worked late and S went bowling with some former coworkers at the new Bowlmor in Times Square. I was zonked when I got home, plus I hate bowling, so declined to meet them out. He came home around midnight and I was passed out. Slept through until right before we had to leave for class on Saturday afternoon. Got dressed, went to class, class was good, then we went downtown to one of our fave local theaters to catch Crazy Horse
. It was okay, nothing amazing. I have only been to the show in Vegas so probably need to go to the one in Paris sometime. We had a groupon for two tickets and a large popcorn but the popcorn was so huge we both ate it for dinner and still brought some home for later since S loves popcorn. Although not to the point where he eats it until he pukes anymore, apparently. (Yeah, he did that once, I think it was because he ate the popcorn and then drank a lot of water since the salt made him thirsty, and the water expanded the kernels in his stomach. Gotta love it.) Laid around the rest of Saturday/Sunday and before I knew it it was Monday again. How does that always happen!?!