While it still feels like Corey and I are practically tourists ourselves, it was so fun having visitors in town and attempting to show them around like we were locals. We did our best, and I think our friends Aly and Mike enjoyed their three-day stay in Amsterdam. We ate lots of delicious food, drank tons of yummy Belgian beer (and not so yummy Heineken..sorry, Amsterdam, not a fan!), went on an evening boat tour of the canals and wandered the streets of the city. Now I’m dying to have more people come to visit!
This date night was one of our last in Portland. I have to say, I am really going to miss living in a city where I know every street, store and restaurant. I’m sure we’ll find our new favorite places in Amsterdam, but Portland will always be home to us. I truly do miss it already.
I have so much going on right now, I wish I could tell you all about it, but won’t for two reasons: One, I’m afraid I’ll bore you to death and two, I am just so exhausted and can’t find the time. Maybe someday I will tell you all about the chaos we’re experiencing, but for now you’ll just have to trust me that things are absolutely nuts! We fly out Thursday, yet this whole thing still doesn’t seem real. I suppose that’s normal? Anyhow, wanted to pop in and say hello, sorry I’ve been such a bad blogger, and I promise I’ll be back soon. Hope this little post will tide you over!
Normally our favorite thing to do on a Friday night is to order take out and have a relaxing night in. After exhausting work weeks we often don’t feel up for a night out. But lucky for us, our company celebrates a little something we like to call “Half-Day Friday” during the summer months. You work a couple extra hours during the week, and then come noon on Friday, you can start your weekend early! It’s kind of the most amazing thing ever. So these days, after vegging out for a little and taking the pup out for a nice long walk, we feel energized and ready to try new restaurants. Which is exactly what we did Friday.
Nostrana is an Italian restaurant located in southeast Portland. It’s not small, but it somehow still feels very cozy. We got to sit at the pizza counter, where we watched the chefs toss the pizza dough and slather it with delicious tomato sauce and fresh mozzarella. Yummm. I can’t say enough about how incredible our food was. Just thinking about it is making my mouth water! I also enjoyed a fun trio of sparkling wines, all which I loved. It’s the perfect spot for a romantic date night if you’re ever in the area.
I didn’t take many pictures this weekend, mostly because I was feeling kind of lazy about it. But Sunday I finally got my inspiration back and brought my camera along with me to brunch. Boy was I glad I did, too!
We tend to frequent the same breakfast/brunch spots and we felt like trying something new, so we ended up at Irving Street Kitchen. We had been once before but ate outside. They were having a special barbecue for the Fourth of July and we weren’t crazy about the food, so we steered clear of it after that. Big mistake. Clearly we just caught them on an off day – and eating inside is the way to go.
I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves as far as decor, but in one word I was obsessed. I seriously wanted to move in and never leave! And they were playing 1920s tunes, Frank Sinatra, and even some Pink Martini. After a while I was starting to wonder if their playlist was solely dedicated to me, each song even better than the one before!
And then of course there was the food. I totally indulged in what they call the “Smothered Southern”: Sunny side up eggs, cheesy grits, fried chicken and chili creole wedged between two buttery biscuits and served in a skillet. Did that gross you out? The description was a bit much, but the waiter insisted it was one of their specialities, so I went for it, and it was worth it! It somehow wasn’t actually as heavy as it sounds. Corey had their Bacon Cheesburger with gruyere, avocado and herb fries and he gobbled it up in no time. Moral of the story is… We’ll be back to Irving Street Kitchen very, very soon.
And of course I couldn’t wait home to get home and snuggle with my little Henry. He got sicky this weekend, but I won’t gross you out with the details… He’s on antibiotics now and feeling much better!
I want to start this little outfit post (this pathetic, sorry excuse for an outfit post…) by saying… all you fashion bloggers out there deserve a gold medal. These outfit pictures are hard. Clearly I’m not a natural. I feel silly, I hate the way I look in 99% of the photos and somehow, my hair, makeup, outfit, everything seem to look just a bit better when I look in the mirror. Then when I see these pictures, I kind of cringe… Now, please don’t acknowledge my whining over here. Swear I’m not fishing for compliments. I’m just saying, this blog will not be turning into a fashion blog anytime soon 🙂 Here’s what I wore on Saturday night. Hope you enjoy the photos!
Took Henry over to the in-laws, ate take-out Chinese and cooed over photos and videos of our adorable niece.