Yesterday was our 34th (gasp) anniversary. Corey and Candy were in Louisville at Churchill Downs for the wedding of his friend from high school and college, Allen Harris (aka Smart Boy from Who Wants to Be a Millionaire). He married a really nice girl named Alexis Rich who teaches physics at Manual. Anyway, we talked to him after the ceremony and he said he mentioned us in their wedding toast as sharing the day. Wish we could have been there. It sounded like a cool wedding.
But we spent a leisurely day hanging around the old hacienda, reading and catching up on line. We went into the village for an early dinner at a restaurant Bob had read about just off the plaza called Le Midi (Mediterranean, you think?). The restaurant is through the reception room and courtyard of a small hotel on the plaza. So we strolled through the front room, exchanged Buenas Tardes with the receptionist, and into the courtyard where we found a sign that said Closed until September 20th. Hmm. Wonder why she didn't say so. Nobody else was around.
So back on the street we debated our next choice--a restaurant a couple of blocks down that we hadn't tried, one nearby that we had been to once and loved (Ajijic Tango) but it was very crowded on a Sunday evening with people from Guadalajara and meant a long wait. Or back to a new restaurant we'd been to twice already, Saint Peter's, just around the corner. We like the owner of SP's and had enjoyed both meals so we headed there. It was pretty early--about 6ish--because we'd skipped lunch, and we were the only diners there. The restaurant has a narrow little entrance on the street with a blackboard listing the daily tapas and dinner specials. Then you follow a slightly inclined narrow passageway into the restaurant. Alejandro, the owner, greeted us and remembered us, so we told him it was our anniversary. Que bueno that we had decided to celebrate it at his place, he said. The restaurant is very cozy, maybe 8 or 9 tables in all, with a small bar in the back and an atrium with plants. Rustic low beams, cloth tablecloths and napkins (the first time we had paper napkins), candles on the table--nice ambience. Chris the waiter, who speaks un poco English, brought over the inside blackboard and we ordered. A little while later another couple came in, and then came the guitarist--young, handsome, with a gorgeous smile and a sweet voice. He perched on a stool by the bar nearby and played romantic songs the rest of the time. Bob is convinced that Alejandro went out and brought him in for our anniversary! At any rate, it was lovely and romantic, sitting in that little restaurant, drinking some wine, and enjoying the whole atmosphere. And the food was delicious as usual. Wonderful evening.
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I believe I officially win the Worst Son Of The Year Award for my failure to wish you Feliz Aniversario on your actual aniversario. In a feeble attempt to make up for that - FELIZ ANIVERSARIO!!!!
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