Holy damn

Me and Commrad went to this fancy-as-balls restaurant for our anniversary (we got a $50 coupon through bartering) -- it was an Italian-Greek sort of thing and it stunned me from the first second with it's... well, fanciness. We went to eat outside and I kept being afraid I would drop my food on their nice tablecloths or something. It was the kind of restaurant where they have truffles and truffle oil and aioli. The waiters describe the specials and such to you -- it's like listening to food porn or a very intense commercial. Apparently the waiters themselves make the food. We got a very tall and un-fancy-looking waiter, thank god (or I would have sank into my chair from fear of... erm... something) though he still did kind of take our breath away with rapid food porn-like descriptions of salads and roasted garlic and wine reductions. I got some roasted tomato thingie with pesto, fresh mozzarella, and roasted garlic, all on bread, and even Commrad liked it despite his hate of non-smushed tomatoes, and he got some odd octopus dish. And THEN we got even more food -- some meatball thing that Commrad couldn't finish, and "beggar's purses" which really did look like little old-fashioned purses, only made of pasta, stuffed with different cheeses and with some pink sherry cream sauce. We were bursting. The waiter complimented me on my dress (which I am indeed quite proud of owning, thanks Zoe!) and when he learned it was our anniversary he said the desert (which was a piece of baklava-crusted cheesecake and another piece of a chocolate mousse cake) was on him -- we haven't tried either yet, though, since we are ridiculously full, so they are in our fridge -- and when we were paying the tax and tip part of the meal, he brought us two small glasses of champagne as a treat, which was awesome, and then we went home.
And I don't usually blabber on like this, but it was just awesome. That's the nicest waiter I've ever met (is it a fancy restaurant thing?) and the food was delicious, and I have a nice full belly so I didn't have to eat the utter failure of a soup that I made earlier today. It was an awesome anniversary.
/end excited blabbering