We had a quiet but sweet Valentine's Day, our 10th. I waited a bit late to make reservations anywhere so we were shut out by our usual favorites: Laurel, Oceanaire, Prado, so we ended up at Parkhouse. That was fitting because it was the place we went on our first date. Had the usual delicious liver pate (smaller portion than previously), followed by a former favorite of mine, the beef stew. Unfortunately, the new owner changed the recipe and now it's a ghastly bowl of dog food topped with gorgonzola cheese (can you imagine?!) Gone are all the wonderful vegetables and the sprinkling of sweet cornbread. It was a sad, sad evening. Hector loved his pork chop with smashed potatoes, though.
Hector gave me a certificate for a massage at the Knotstop, our new massage joint in Hillcrest. It was wonderful. We have also started taking a Pilates class there. It, on the other hand, is murder. It's all about working the areas that thought they had earned early retirement: abdomen, thighs, etc. But I do enjoy the stretching.
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