Cotonga- Five Years in the Making
Last night Laura and I went to Cotonga for our 2 year anniversary. I chose the place because five years ago, when we first started dating, Laura mentioned to me that she would love to go there. I immediately tried to get reservations, but it was one of those places that filled up a month ahead of time- the moment they released reservations.
Thus in May, when I was in Taiwan realizing that we were within one month of our anniversary and I needed to pick some place to go, suddenly this long lost dream became a reality. Although at first I could only get reservations for 9:15pm (long past our normal dinner time of 7:30pm and pushing our bedtime of 10:00pm). Luckily, they called to confirm those reservations and I told them I would love an earlier one if a cancellation occurred. It did, and we had a perfectly timed 8pm reservation instead.
When I used to hear of this meeting time in movies and tv shows I thought these people ate crazy late, but it turns out when Laura gets home just before 7pm, 8pm is a perfect time. I changed into my wedding shirt and vest, she arrived, she changed into the fantastic boob shirt, we danced to My Wish, we clanked glasses with RJZ, we ate avacado/hamon/cheese toast for appetizers, I put on a my gray blazer, and then off we went with no rush to dinner.
And while an Italian place will never be my style, Laura loved the pasta dish I ordered and I liked hers so we switched and gobbled each other's up. We both loved the pizza which was $19, cheaper than Tony's! Maybe I'll make reservations again and we'll just order the pizza- the nerve! Only later did I realize I had basically a meatless day, just a couple slices of hamon tiding me over. Don't worry, I'm making up for it tonight with a surf (Artic Char) and turf (short ribs) dinner tonight!
Conversation flowed and dinner lasted till almost 9:30pm, what grown ups we are. When the bill came, our server asked if we had valeted and we both laughed, since our bikes were in viewing distance outside. We still bike, if you can believe that. Most people think we are weird, but it's really the other way around. Why sit and argue over directions in a car when we can feel the breeze on our bikes!
And I can't express how nice it was to take a day to celebrate us. Reminding us to hold hands over dinner and looking into each other's eyes smiling. To toast to us, to have our friends toast to us, to have Facebook basically toast to us. To remember that our love is special and needs kindling. To look across the table and know, this is the love of my life.
Thus in May, when I was in Taiwan realizing that we were within one month of our anniversary and I needed to pick some place to go, suddenly this long lost dream became a reality. Although at first I could only get reservations for 9:15pm (long past our normal dinner time of 7:30pm and pushing our bedtime of 10:00pm). Luckily, they called to confirm those reservations and I told them I would love an earlier one if a cancellation occurred. It did, and we had a perfectly timed 8pm reservation instead.
When I used to hear of this meeting time in movies and tv shows I thought these people ate crazy late, but it turns out when Laura gets home just before 7pm, 8pm is a perfect time. I changed into my wedding shirt and vest, she arrived, she changed into the fantastic boob shirt, we danced to My Wish, we clanked glasses with RJZ, we ate avacado/hamon/cheese toast for appetizers, I put on a my gray blazer, and then off we went with no rush to dinner.
And while an Italian place will never be my style, Laura loved the pasta dish I ordered and I liked hers so we switched and gobbled each other's up. We both loved the pizza which was $19, cheaper than Tony's! Maybe I'll make reservations again and we'll just order the pizza- the nerve! Only later did I realize I had basically a meatless day, just a couple slices of hamon tiding me over. Don't worry, I'm making up for it tonight with a surf (Artic Char) and turf (short ribs) dinner tonight!
Conversation flowed and dinner lasted till almost 9:30pm, what grown ups we are. When the bill came, our server asked if we had valeted and we both laughed, since our bikes were in viewing distance outside. We still bike, if you can believe that. Most people think we are weird, but it's really the other way around. Why sit and argue over directions in a car when we can feel the breeze on our bikes!
And I can't express how nice it was to take a day to celebrate us. Reminding us to hold hands over dinner and looking into each other's eyes smiling. To toast to us, to have our friends toast to us, to have Facebook basically toast to us. To remember that our love is special and needs kindling. To look across the table and know, this is the love of my life.