Celebrating Mothers' Day

How the years pass!  Forty-four years Beth!  That's an accomplishment these days.  I'm glad you got to celebrate, even if it was just to two of you.  This seems to happen as we get older.  We both hope this was a happy anniversary for you.

Since April, Loren and I have been trying to get together for Mothers' Day, and finally made it tonight, when he took me out for dinner.  We went to a small "tapas" restaurant in Osborne village, just off the corner of Stradbrook and Osborne.  We were there a couple of years ago to celebrate Gillian's birthday, and I had mentioned that I would like to go back some time.  They serve small appetizer size dishes, meant to be shared, and you are expected to order several. We enjoyed Chirozo (sp?) sausage cooked with apple, lamb meatballs, and Arctic char with leeks and bacon.  All are served with different  special sauces made from secret chefs' recipes.  It's really the sauces that make the dish. Then we had bread pudding made with bourbon soaked raisins and a special ice cream, (made in house).  Loren told me the ice cream flavour--something really bizarre--but it seems to have been erased from my mind..

While there were the traditional tables and chairs, we sat at a bar looking over the actual cooking area.  Loren was obviously known there and could have interacted much more with those preparing food, but it was still interesting to watch them preparing the food. We also got to keep a menu with us, so that we could read about the items in each dish as we ate.

The waiter took our picture.  Remember the child that appeared in your wedding pictures, Beth?  Well, here he is again.