As part of my "41 Before 41" list I wanted to do bi-weekly (every two weeks -- is that the right word? I never know. End tangent.) dates with Dave. And for the last couple he has taken over the planning -- can I get a "Yay!"? Thank you :) So tonight we went to an amazing restaurant called King St Trio Uptown which we had a coupon for. Eat great food, save money -- I can't say no to that!
(Enter Dave to be rapturous about his meal because he thought my one sentence description was a little terse.) The chicken was really flavourful, and the stuffing added an extra element of richness. Speaking of which, the risotto was creamy and a decadent improvement over plain rice. Oh, and the veggies were good, too, and made me long for whatever season they come from. (Clearly I'm not the gardener in our relationship... now back to Natasha)
And the title of this post came from when I was eating my entree and I
said to Dave, "This place is way better than McDonald's." And he laughed
because it's like comparing apples to rocks. (I know it's really supposed to be oranges but this place wasn't even as close to McDonalds as apples are to oranges.)
My friend was looking for a nice place to take her husband for his birthday and when we got home I called her and said, "You HAVE TO go to King St Trio Uptown." She told me she'd made a reservation for it this afternoon. I almost want to crash their birthday date so I can eat here again. And I'd be sorely tempted except we're watching their kids :)