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A Valentine’s Day dinner on the town

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Tuesday, 14-Feb-2023


I’m in a bit of a non-standard relationship situation right now.


Yeah, yeah, shut up I know that’s normal for me. Okay, I get it.

I’m trying, and this is actually working fairly well for both myself, and my partners. That’s right – partners. I don’t often talk about my detailed personal life here, as strange as that is to say about a blog, but… it can’t be avoided when I’m posting two different Valentine’s Day events with two different people.


I’m dating two people non-exclusively – we’ve discussed it in-depth, and this is where everyone’s comfort level is right now. Their lives are a bit crazy and chaotic, and mine isn’t any more normal. You’ll see in mid-March, dear reader, when I post about my upcoming trip to Dublin and the reasoning behind it.



I love holidays, and Valentine’s day is no exception. How to juggle this with two partners, you may ask? Well… it’s easy, when the Universe helps you out. See, my partner Jessie works at a school, and gets out quite a bit earlier than I do. It can be challenging sometimes, since it means she has to go to bed much earlier than I do, but in this case it meant we could do dinner quite a bit earlier on Valentine’s Day itself than I normally would.

I like celebrating, and I love getting to dress up for a fancy event on the town. I don’t do this too often, though, since I don’t have a real occasion to get nice reservations to a fancy uptown dive. Well… if Valentine’s Day doesn’t count, I don’t know what does.



Jessie and I met up early, for a planned reservation at 4:45. Early, like I mentioned, but that meant we had a much broader choice on where to go!

We’d decided on Italian – pasta, specifically. A small restaurant called Allora had caught my eye a week or so ahead of time, and they worked perfectly with the table-times that they had. We met up, posed for a few quick photos, and hopped in the lyft to make our way downtown.



Dinner was, unsurprisingly, absolutely amazing.

Small Italian meatballs as a starter

Nice glasses of a glorious house red wine

Rotini as a main – I got mine with Dungeness crab, and Jessie got hers with seared chicken in a white cheese sauce. We shared quite a bit, as you might expect.



It was glorious, and I absolutely adored having the chance to dress up outside the office, and swirl around on the town for an evening.

18-March fancy dinner

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Friday, 18-March-2016

 

In Boston, we’ve got lobster. We’ve got chowder and delicious seafood. But crab isn’t really part of that delicious seafood. So when Sarah told me that she wanted to go to a fancy crab place… Hell yeah!

 

The dinner destination was Jack’s Crawfish; a place that Sarah has taken her folks to a while back, and that supposedly had the most massive plate of crab legs that anyone could ever want. And the best part? The weather was finally nice, and it was close enough to bike to!

 

We hopped into semi-fancy clothes, got onto the bikes,and rode to meet our delicious, butter-covered destiny. Our destiny served on a platter. Our destiny was crab legs.

 

And they were delicious! We had fried calamari to start out though, so by the time we were done we could barely move… Which was a two-fold bummer. First: we didn’t have room for dessert. Which would have been a chocolate box full of berries and fudge. Second: we still had to bike home.

 

The first problem was sad, but we got over it quickly since the food that filled our bellies up was amazing. The second problem… Well, what do you do when you can’t bike home? You go to the book store and peruse!

 

So we looked around Powell’s – alternating between looking for my Aunt’s gardening books, and reading behind the scenes books about the art of Mad Max. Sarah has some really awesome insights into those books, FYI. Advantage to working in that field for so long, it seems 🙂

Then, home. But not biking. Because we were still stuffed. We tried to take the MAX (the Portland equivalent of the MBTA or the BART), but it wasn’t running frequently enough (every 45min), so we just ended up walking. And then got passed by two MAX trains that hadn’t shown up on the schedule. Clearly.

 

Still. Worth it.