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April 30, 2006
Grandparents rule
Our house has been silent and immaculate this weekend, which can only mean: the kids were gone. Andy's parents are back in the area for the summer.
While normally I would think a silent and immaculate house would be eerie we were working too hard to notice. Andy thinks that since we are used to only working around the house in short, frantic bursts we did a surprising amount of work in one day. We were in 8 hours of spurt mode.
Towards the end of the day we realized we'd better take some time for some guilty pleasures. Me, retail therapy; Andy with his guitar. Then we headed up to the new restaurant in Burien, the Mark for probably one of the best meals I've ever had. The wait staff was brand new so they were still ironing out some kinks but the meal was incredible. I can't stop thinking about what I ate (probably because my gut is still aching from overeatting) so here is a blow by blow of what I ate and drank: rosemary rolls with herbed butter, the house salad, chipotle crab cakes, pork chops stuffed with cream cheese herbs and yams. Mud pie for dessert. 2003 E.B. Foote Syrah. About the Syrah, this is an amazing wine but the label really needs some rebranding.
Of course we couldn't help but remember that our last fancy meal out was in Amsterdam. The Burien taqueria date nights don't count as fancy although, damn, they're good too. I digress. Our last fancy night out was in Amsterdam. It was cold and we were riding our bikes along the canals with the moonlight reflecting off the water. I remember we stopped to kiss knowing this was a moment we'd want to remember.
Tonight we ended our night not with a bike ride along Puget Sound but a car ride down our street. We stopped off for a drink at some friend's house and then walked in to a full on jam session, an offshoot of a party we were invited to. Andy walked in and the drummer told him to grab a mic. Andy morphed into his old singing waiter circa 1990 self and was in heaven. I enjoyed my old role as groupie.
Thank you grandparents for giving us this break.
Posted by jana at April 30, 2006 8:22 AM
Comments
hey! i've been to the e.b. foote winery. one of my ex-boyfriend's ex-hockey team-mates won a tasting at a charity auction. :-)
Posted by: :q! at April 30, 2006 9:42 PM
What, exactly, and where is this swanky Burien restaurant of which you speak? Details! :)
Posted by: Cheryl Hammond at May 22, 2006 2:20 PM
Hi Cheryl,
It is a new restaurant called the Mark, on 152nd right next to Kirk's Feed Store. Don't worry, you can't hear the roosters while you eat. The menu has everything from pasta to steak. There's an upscale urban feel to the place even. If you close your eyes while you eat you could pretend you're not in Burien anymore.
Great, now I'm getting hungry!
Posted by: Jana at May 23, 2006 7:55 AM