becky

The Skylark Cafe is supposed to be a sought out dance bar / supper club...
It was okay, but I kind of expected more. It was small, but I'd think it could be a lot of fun after 9pm. We left there at 8pm. Their Monte Cristo is the best I've had since the 70's (at the old Mgm). The turkey, ham and swiss sandwich was fried in egg batter, and was done very nicely. Becky had a Reuben which was made with marbled rye. The food was textbook perfect.
We stopped by the Show Box.
Young girls were standing in the parking lot, dressed up to the hilt. I thought My truck just went "WHOA, what's this?". We swing in, and check it out. The owners had converted an old brick walled warehouse into a show room / bar. It was big inside, but I thought it lacked the charm of a renovated warehouse. I thought it tried to look too modern, with its black and gold theme. They were having a fashion show inside at a the cost of $25 a ticket. There was a runway for the models, with those metal fold up chairs you see at high schools lining up along the side of it. Somehow, I just wasn't impressed.

I love you. We have come far.

We drove around, pushing through the cold Seattle Easter afternoon, trying to find a place to share a feew warm smiles. Finally, we came to an interesting place in Queen Anns.
We ended up at Julia's.

The atmosphere was great, the service was friendly, the food was wonderful and price was under $25.
The restaurant was a house at one time. The waiter and host we very friendly. On a laugh, the waiter told us he was Cher, and the Bunny was Madonna at Le Faux. And the host dug up a brochure.
We finally found a cool restaurant !!!
Below is a picture of the wine cellar.

There are times when, no matter how lost and alone I feel, no matter how blue, there's something that comes along that puts it all together. I see something that's common, and once again its beautiful, like it was the first time I'd ever seen it.
I experience a warm glow. I feel like a kid again when everything was new. Its like the first time I saw a kitten, a weeping willow near a pond, or a pasture of frosted grass glowing under the moonlight. It feels good.
I get these feelings when I see Becky smile.
I love her so much.

To the man of my life. I Love You.