He looked a little wobbly and said, "15 years?" Hmm... Oh, he is trying to guess the year we're celebrating. It took a few more words and I thought, The dude is drunk. He takes our drink order, clearly disappointed we weren't getting shnonkered along with him, and heads to the fountain. He starts cramming his grimy little fingers into the horses mouths, when I notice spaghetti sauce up his arm. Eww. Scott and I look at each other confused and say nothing. I stood up and said to Scott, "I need to use the restroom." All the while I was thinking, I gotta come up with an escape plan. On my way back through I'm mouthing and pointing, Let's go! He tells me to head through the adjacent parking lot when our server walks out. Busted. "Um, we're just going to head out. Thanks!" I wave and pick up my speed walking pace. We found a new restaurant and the night was rescued.
The next morning we drove to Boulder to for a beautiful view over breakfast at Chautauqua Park. I tell ya, the views are breathtaking and it is well worth the drive to sit outside on the patio in my hometown. Afterwards we went downtown to the Farmer's Market. I took my camera and here is what we saw...
The timing couldn't have been more perfect. This dude just screams Boulder.
Oh my, the colors.
I grew up close to this farm.
The crazy thing was I had just told Scott about getting the best corn off a truck at
a family farm as a kid... no butter needed. Then we walk up to their stand, too cool.
Bins full of amazing pastas. We bought sweet potato pasta and was it divine!
A little hard to see, but notice the tiny cupcakes nestled in
the half dozen egg carton above. So cute.
I think I'll keep him!!
Here is to another 19 Kissel!!
I can't wait for our 20th celebration next summer.
CONGRATULATIONS on your 19 years together!!! Great exit strategy from the restaurant ... that was horrible. Glad it had a happy ending though. Love Farmers' Markets. I always look for the unusual and then ask them how to cook/eat it. So fun.
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