I ate out a lot this week for some reason. 99% of the time, I bring my lunch to work, but lately I guess I’ve been lazy. But the food and the company has been great, so I can’t complain.
Today I ate at Sweet Butter in Sherman Oaks for the first time. It was a little pricey, but definitely worth it. The atmosphere is fun and the food is incredible. We had a nice leisurely lunch outside today. Even though it hit 104* in the valley today, it sure didn’t feel like it under their awning with an arnold palmer in hand.
I got an artisan grilled cheese that was to DIE for. I consider myself a grilled cheese connoisseur and I have to say this was hands down one of the best I’ve EVER had. It had a high quality cheese with heirloom tomatoes inside. Delicious. The shoestring fries were kind of meh, but I ate them anyways. I’ll eat anything with ketchup. I am already scheming up a trip back just for more of that grilled cheese.
I haven’t seen much of Irving this week. We’ve been working opposite schedules and he’s often going to bed when I get home and he’s gone by the time I wake up. In order to catch up on life, we took a trek downtown for a change of scenery. In the car ride there we had a “brain dump” where we just chatted about miscellaneous things that happened during the week. We are both independent people, but after a few days, we really crave each other’s undivided attention and need to reconnect.
We really do make a great team. Case in point this week… Irving started a load of laundry. I came home and threw it in the dryer. He came home and folded it. We never communicated once about it, but we’re like a well oiled machine and make such a great team. Love you babe!
The food was great, but I just don’t understand fancy restaurants. The décor was nice, the food was great…. but it just didn’t feel special for what you get for your money. I don’t know, guess I’m just one of those girls who isn’t impressed by fancy menus and white linen table cloths. I felt so out of my element.
Do you like fancy restaurants? It’s fun to get dressed up and catered to, but I’m definitely more at home with Olive Garden. At least they give you chocolates when they hand you the bill. That’s always a winner in my book.