Posting just a little bit more...

I've decided I will try and post a bit more. Maybe not every single day, but closer to that. And maybe not every post will be the bestest most wellest written thing ever... but hopefully it'll have at least something worth your time.

We went to Lauro Kitchen Saturday night to celebrate the day of my birth and to begin to tackle the new year's resolution list. I give it two thumbs up. First of all, there is a lot going on on SE Division these days. We passed ridiculous lines at Pok Pok and Whiskey Soda Lounge as we approached Lauro. And we were thankful to have made reservations at Lauro earlier, because the bar was pretty full with people waiting. You can make reservations for small parties in a convenient on-line form at Lauro. I love that. Why the phone call seems so hard and so much extra effort, I do not know. But it does. I love an easy on-line option (www.laurokitchen.com).

I started with a French Fizz which was some sort of special champagne cocktail. It had champagne (duh), creme de cassis (is that raspberry? I think it is...) and lillet (no idea what that is). It was delicious. Ben had his usual - crown royal on the rocks. We proceeded to do a little people watching while our table was being prepared. We made some funny observations. Not to be repeated here.

I ordered the butter lettuce salad with blue cheese and candied pecans. The thing about a salad with candied pecans and blue cheese is that it cannot be bad. It was delicious. I think you could put blue cheese and candied pecans on cardboard and I would still eat it with joy.

For the entree I went with the goat cheese stuffed chicken breast with quince sauce over a bed of sauteed spinach. Despite the way it makes your teeth feel, I love spinach. And the nice couple next to us ordered the same thing first - I could hear them making happy grunts as they ate, so it seemed like a good call. Ben got the braised short ribs in some sort of red wine sauce over mashed potatos and broccoli. I'll be honest - it may have been better than mine. Mine was really good. But his was crazy good. But I love him and I did not feel jealous (I also ate half of his....).

For dessert - brown sugar ice cream with a warm bourbon chocolate sauce, peanuts, cherry and whipped cream. Need I say more?

Then I rolled myself home.