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Six years ago Andrew went on our first date. It was sort of an unconventional first date, but it worked for us. Every year since then we’ve gone back and do it all again (although we eat at a better place than Cosi, which is where we went on our first date). Every year we stand outside visitor’s center and try to figure out how to take our picture. We stand in the same spot and ask some poor sucker to take our picture. Inevitably he or she has no idea how a DSLR works and can’t figure out how to look through the viewfinder. This year at least we’re relatively centered in the photo though.
In case you haven’t figured it out, Andrew and I go to the Mormon temple in DC to look at the Christmas lights every year. They put up thousands of lights and it’s truly impressive. Sometimes we walk around inside and look at the exhibit of the manger scenes from around the world and sometimes we attend the concert they hold nightly. Occasionally Andrew has gotten mistaken for a Mormon and more than once we’ve been proselytized to, but it’s tradition.
This year we went to Founding Farmers for dinner and I finally got the chicken and waffle dinner I’ve been talking about since…April? They totally lived up to their expectations and I ate until I was stuffed.
Andrew got the Northern Fried Chicken (apparently we were really into fried chicken tonight), which is basically the Jewish version of fried chicken because it’s dipped in matzo meal before frying and served with potato latkes (how holiday appropriate!).
Speaking of…tonight was the last night of Hanukkah. We ran out of candles and after going to two different stores and failing to find new ones, we decided to improvise. Nine tea lights work well, although using the shamash to light the other ones was a little tricky.
The last night of Hanukkah, celebrating six years with an awesome dude, and tomorrow starts my holiday vacation! Can’t complain!