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The weekend in detail
Mon, Nov. 24th, 2008 10:40 amThis past weekend my dear friend M, whom I've known since my days at Expedia, came up from southern CA for her 40th birthday blow-out. It could not have been a better experience. The weekend roll-up will be fairly detailed, mainly as a result of Saturday evening's repast, hence all the cuts--find what interests you and read as you wish. I did say that Saturday was going to be a day of Genuine Luxury (tm), and I didn't lie.
( Friday night, few details )
( Saturday morning and afternoon: brekkies and massages )
At that point, things spiraled in a most entertaining way. No, I'm not talking about mind-altering substances. Part of M's plan for the weekend was that her brother would join us for dinner that night, a dinner she was treating us to. Her brother, as it turned out, was ill and couldn't make the trip. M asked me to ask a friend to take his place, since a dinner of this sort really should not go to waste. The first person I asked let us know around 4 PM that she couldn't make it... and so I started making phone calls. In the end,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_monkey_king took the bullet.
But then, it was an already-paid-for dinner at The Herbfarm. Hardly an opportunity that would be easy to pass up.
For those friends not in the Seattle area and those who are affirmed foodies, let me take a moment to explain about The Herbfarm. (suricattus: Next time you come here--and we'll have to plan in advance because reservations are tough to get--we must go for dinner because, honestly, you'll die happy.)
( The Herbfarm restaurant, experience, menu, fun details and pictures )
Overall, I don't think the day could have been more perfect, and no meal more astonishing. Other pictures of the day will follow--us in our finery and so on--when M sends me her pictures and I get mine all taken care of. I really wanted to post this ASAP so that my memories of the meal were still fresh and specific.
Sunday, M, F and I went to Bellevue Square Mall and went shopping. I never shop recreationally. I enjoy shopping, but I never do it specifically because it's fun; it's always out of practical need. This was an aberration. As it happened, I did need a couple of things--sweaters for the season, some holiday cards--so, recreational though it was, it also netted me stuff I needed.
F flew out of Seattle that afternoon and M stayed over for dinner and a quiet night in watching movies. She departed this AM. Wonderful company, spectacular food: All in all, I don't think I could have enjoyed myself more if I tried.
( Friday night, few details )
( Saturday morning and afternoon: brekkies and massages )
At that point, things spiraled in a most entertaining way. No, I'm not talking about mind-altering substances. Part of M's plan for the weekend was that her brother would join us for dinner that night, a dinner she was treating us to. Her brother, as it turned out, was ill and couldn't make the trip. M asked me to ask a friend to take his place, since a dinner of this sort really should not go to waste. The first person I asked let us know around 4 PM that she couldn't make it... and so I started making phone calls. In the end,
the_monkey_king took the bullet.But then, it was an already-paid-for dinner at The Herbfarm. Hardly an opportunity that would be easy to pass up.
For those friends not in the Seattle area and those who are affirmed foodies, let me take a moment to explain about The Herbfarm. (
suricattus: Next time you come here--and we'll have to plan in advance because reservations are tough to get--we must go for dinner because, honestly, you'll die happy.)( The Herbfarm restaurant, experience, menu, fun details and pictures )
Overall, I don't think the day could have been more perfect, and no meal more astonishing. Other pictures of the day will follow--us in our finery and so on--when M sends me her pictures and I get mine all taken care of. I really wanted to post this ASAP so that my memories of the meal were still fresh and specific.
Sunday, M, F and I went to Bellevue Square Mall and went shopping. I never shop recreationally. I enjoy shopping, but I never do it specifically because it's fun; it's always out of practical need. This was an aberration. As it happened, I did need a couple of things--sweaters for the season, some holiday cards--so, recreational though it was, it also netted me stuff I needed.
F flew out of Seattle that afternoon and M stayed over for dinner and a quiet night in watching movies. She departed this AM. Wonderful company, spectacular food: All in all, I don't think I could have enjoyed myself more if I tried.