Happy Sumo. Happy Couple.

Last night, Chris and I stole 2 hours for ourselves.  The babysitter came when Greta was already asleep and we slipped away for a much needed date night.  It’s been a very long time.  Definitely months since Chris and I went out on a date, just the two of us.  Hence it being blog-worthy.  We do most of our eating out as a family, as well as everything else–which we wholesomely refer to as, “family date night.”  Not the same, let me tell you.  We didn’t have to pick our restaurant according to the kid’s menu, or cut up food in to tiny pieces for the little miss OR, my least favorite, scout out the broom and dust pan to pre-sweep under our table before our server and the rest of the place starts giving us the stink-eye–yes, I do that.  

Chris picked Happy Sumo, ’cause he loves it and I’ve never been and it’s a place that we wouldn’t take Greta–although, surprisingly there were a few little ones there.  At first we were told it would be a 90 minute wait for our table, and then Chris surveyed the seating, put on a little charm, and pointed out two open seats at the sushi bar.  We were seated within two minutes of arriving.  (That’s hot, Chris.)
breaking news: we actually got a picture together
We had edamame, and tempura veggies, and then the chef handed over our sushi.  Chris got the Cosmopolitan and I got the Rockstar.  Best.  Sushi.  Ever!  It was a wonderful night, with no baby chat or baby food.  Just my man and some stellar food.  It’s what dreams are made of people.    Seriously.


  • Reply January 23, 2011

    Ryan and Meagan

    We had sushi last night TOO but, ours was…from the grocery store. It is actually REALLY good too! (not broulim’s style…)

    Umm a date with just husband and wife…interesting….I wonder what that feels like….

  • Reply January 23, 2011


    Don’t let the name fool you. The Cosmopolitan was super manly. No, seriously.

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