The First Date
You guys, I went on the best first date ever.
It started with a bike ride to Lake Erie. Our plan was to drop the minis off at grandma's and hit the gym. The skies were blue and the cool summer breeze wouldn't allow ius to partake in any indoor activity. The Chef suggested a bike ride to the lake and although I am a bit scared of riding in the city (especially after this incident), I agreed.
After a lovely ride to the lakefront factories we headed towards home. Our bellies were rumbling so we decided a quick stop at the Provenance Cafe at The Cleveland Museum of Art. Falafel and Naan bread in the spectacular atrium for the win!!
We made it home just giving us enough time to get ready for our first official date for our #30daysofdatingachef project. 10 outfit changes later, a horn honking chef was waiting in the drive. I grabbed my bag and ran out ready for our much deserved night out together.
As we headed to our first stop, I grilled the Chef about our plans. Wanting to surprise me, his lips were sealed. When we pulled up to the quaint French bistro on Larchmere I was thrilled. We had both been wanting to try Bon Vivant but never had the chance. Our date began with a bottle of red wine as it should, we ate mussels and frites, and tried like hell not to talk about the restaurants (something which is much easier when the restaurant owner doesn't know who you are & wants to talk shop with the Chef). The patio was lovely and for a moment we felt like we were back in Paris.
The Chef rushed us off after our meal concluded as the night was just beginning. We drove down towards the city and soon found ourselves at MOCA. I am so ashamed to say that we haven't been since they moved. Life gets in the way even when we live 1/2 mile away. I was ecstatic for the visit! Because it was late on a Thursday night we had the entire museum to ourselves. Hand in hand, we strolled through the galleries so proud of of what our city has to offer.
We left the museum as it was closing and I assumed our date had also come a close. Not so, said the Chef and before I knew it we were off to the Katz Club for a nightcap. I ordered my usual spritz and he a Manhattan, we shared a plate of oysters and may have made out a in the banquette. It was the perfect ending to a wonderful date.
The Chef and I are still aglow from our first date. We can't stop talking about how much fun we had being together. I think our #30daysofdatingachef project might turn into a permanent fixture in our relationship. Yay love!!