here’s our anniversary dinner, backlogged as usual, wha-tevs. we settled on fier mosca cos we are lazy and coincidentally (well sort of) we celebrated valentine’s day there a day early last year, as we celebrated our anni a day early this year too cos friday was gonna be a busy one. oh yeah fil’s mom says you should book valentine’s dinner like TODAY as it will fall on a saturday. god like i can even think that far ahead what with christmas in the way and do restaurants even have their 2009 reservation calendars yet? holy enough neurotic nerdy fears this morning?
same room as v day except newly renovated, quelle surprise!
complimentary bruschetta and we really liked our drinks guy on account of his surlyness, abruptness, partial deaf/ignoring usness, his likeness to the dude and the guy in vanilla sky tom cruise saves from being fired AND i saw him pour himself a secret beer and pound it. our waiter on the other hand, we learned his entire life story. nice guy. i got busted nodding and pretending to understand what he was saying ha.
cozy.
their website is down so i can’t get you the exact terminology plus i don’t want to link it on account of the s-talk. this is caprese salad with mozarella di bufala, which blows your fucking pants off, bocconcini doesn’t hold a candle to it. downside, tres expensive.
this is a take on beef carpaccio i suppose, this is tenderloin with radicchio, it was nice. the bitterness of the radicchio (purple stuff) when it’s warmed it tastes i dunno, interesting. it reminded me of this jamie oliver salad we made actually. flickr is exceptionally slow for me right now how is it for you, is any of this shit loading?
here it is again cast in less offensive shadow.
that woman over fil’s shoulder was blabbing her head off i don’t think that old guy said one word period or could even hear her, she was wine cackling too, hello anniversary over here and we’re in a tiny empty room together your sound travels. don’t think i didn’t enjoy every minute of it though. old companion had a serious hearing aid too so i’m certain his nodding was all an act, too funny. oh and then the main course of entertainment arrived, this coug and a young yuppie guy, fil googled his name on the spot when he yelled it out. v picky eater too.
you can hear the blabbing woman in this video.
then i got the roadkill platter, quail and sausage.
i don’t know what this was but as leftovers it was pretty sweet. here’s me no carbs no carbs LAY OFF I’M STARVING a la chris farley.
greasy oily veg with some little potatoes sneaked in there.
i blabbed straight off the bat that we were celebrating our 4th anniversary to ensure something out of it and then just as we were about to burst two slabs of delicious cake on the house arrives. uh thanks we were kinda hoping on shots. fil actually palmed the smaller cake and flushed it in the john that’s how full we were and didn’t want to appear unappreciative. THEN the shots arrived. haha.
and like last time the limoncello gets us cocked and then fil can’t drive to the beer store so we head next door to the bedford.
oh hey nice to see you it’s our anniversary oh yeah well i just proposed to my lady oh you don’t say thunder stealer?
accidentally uploaded this one why not add it?
i just slammed my face on a dryer door in front of my laundry nemesis BESTIE and made her laugh and then she told me how she did that once on a freezer door.
i did a bang on impression of sarah palin last nite and then cid gave fil a warning bite. i will make a video to share with the internet tomorrow. if you have a question you want me to answer as Raymah Palinode email it to me or put it in the comments.
me and buffy sainte-marie, no biggie. remember this random post on how we look alike?
incredibly epic fucking time, the stories we were told oh man, i don’t even know where to begin. richie was buds with kerouac and told us some ditties about that and ten million other things about every cool person and thing you ever wanted to know about the 60’s and on it was like talking to a wizard and guess what, dude really likes us, didn’t blow it or anything!
and then later on that evening we met up with garth.
a blondie jam came on and i ripped it up.
ps fil‘s photo was used for the matthew good live at massey hall album cover.
here is the story of how we met as told to lia via gchat (easier this way)
Lia: u didnt meet in oakville though, right?
me: we did
Lia: aww cute – gimme the story
me: my mom was dating this guy who lived beside fils moms house one day she and i go for a walk and bump into fils stepdad and im looking super hot then fil shows up on his motorcycle, also looking super hot we eyed each other up i go to the local pub with fils stepdad and my mom fil’s ex is there who is calling him nonstop to show up cos im there, she fell in love with me too then he shows up im still technically dating this coke dealer but had broken up with him that day basically he showed up with a note that i read to the entire bar cos it had tons of spelling mistakes in it fil shows up we drink i have plans to go to toronto, but before i left i open mouth kissed him on the mouth and slipped him the tongue didnt see him for two more weeks cos of other drama then we went on a date to a play we held hands
Lia: holy fuck best story EVER
me: i was constantly trying to fuck him but he wouldnt cos he was weary of my past and ex i finally broke him down he told me he couldnt be my bf so it made me crazy i said we cannot be friends then cos i want u so badly so i started hanging around younger dudes who were crazy about me, laying jealousy traps it worked then we chose halloween as our anniversary all the crazy courting hanging out took place over a summer it was tough work man
Phil: cool story hansel
me: do u have anything to add to it like what were you doing at yer apt while we waited for you at the pub were you pacing like ross staring at the pub out of your window?
Phil: hahaha no
me: yeah right were u practicing your moves lines
Phil: but i think afterward i read half of your archives
me: HA what else then you were like what a slut this is so ON
Phil: haha totally
me: you thought we were gonna do it that nite and then i fucked off to toronto BURN
Phil: oh and when i met you i thought you had an accent
me: no that was slurring
Phil: no no i didnt think we were going to do anything
me: wtf did u think that u told me u thought u were gonna get some that nite
Phil: oh i dunno i was dazed
me: dazed?
Phil: also, change the wording of your story i didnt want to have sex because you still had a bf
me: im adding this to the bottom of the post
Phil: you hadn’t broken up
me: well yeah that day i had told him it was over which is why he wrote me a stupid letter
Phil: even still you guys were still a couple technically remember you two came over then he fucked off
me: technically that day, until i told him it was over, then it was just a weaning him off of me process
Phil: you were still a couple then yes well i am a dude of honour
me: no we weren’t i was letting him think it was so whatever anyway
Phil: and if you are not broken up officially then…
me: nothing else to add? other than this boring technicality shit, that asshole didn’t deserve any honour whatsoever he had a gf on the side for the majority of our relationship fuck him
Phil: no, i don’t care about him… i care about me, and my obviously impossible standards of honour
me: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ok final chance to add something romantic to that afternoon
Phil: seriously though i thought you had an accent i met up with matt later (before the pub) and told him i met a super hot chick with an accent i thought maybe you were an exchange student at first
me: HAHAHA and then when we hung out later on and i didnt have an accent did you say something to me about it
Phil: dont think so
me: i swear i was not faking an accent, ive learned my lesson about that
this is the skirt i was wearing when i met fil
and i think i was wearing this tank with it
or might have been this black one
and here we are on one of our first dates at santa cruz
