My husband came to have lunch with me since today is our 6 year wedding anniversary. We were married 6 years ago on a beautiful December Day on the Pacific Ocean. It was the most beautiful wedding my father has ever been to; I do know that. Our love still gets stronger each and every year we are together. It's a gift to wake up next to each other each day. I think its our love for one another that keeps me surviving this very deadly disease six years later.
Anyway back to our lunch, we went over to Red Robin's which I'm not too fond of, but just seeing him in the middle of the day was the highlight of my day. We sat there got our order taken and the lady next to us got her order take right after us. Fifteen minutes later her food was ready, she ate her food and requested the check after she was finishing up her food (twenty minutes later).
We kept wondering if our order was forgotten about but mostly had good conversations about the concert he gone to the night before. (he always tells me the most fascinating stories and his artistic ability to tell a story which is all the more reason that I love him so!). The woman next to us then pays for her bill and walks out. Ten minutes after she has left, the waiter brings over my soup (French Onion without Cheese) and my husband's hamburger. The waiter apologized for the long wait but blamed it on a large party that had put in the order at the same time as us. I knew right away that our food had been ready for a while and had probably been sitting there ready all the time from the temperature of my soup. We were both starving that we really didn't care too much until my husband started feeling sick from his hamburger being pink inside and cold. My soup really was luke warm. My husband was like "let's just send it back", but I was afraid of someone spitting in my soup so I just ate my soup anyway. His burger was kind of cold and pink inside, but he too was starving. I tried to eat one of his french fries and it tasted like it was once warm but was getting cold. We finally had to get the manager over and they comped our meal, but I doubt I will ever go back there again. That was the third time that had happened to me at that restaurant. Done with Red Robin.
I went back to work and it really was a good day to be back. I really missed my co-workers and didn't really realize the impact I had had on many of them. One co-worker even gave me her gorgeous vest (this shows the love here as we work to invent treatments that prolong lives). They love you enough to give you the shirts off their backs. You can't ask for better than that!)
I got home from work around 6pm and my husband and I went over to Santana Row and ate at Rosie McCann's Irish Pub and Restaurant. The ambiance and the music was excellent and we had an awesome waiter who was on top of everything. I order the Grilled Coriander Wild Salmon, Baby spinach, garlic mashed potatoes, jalapeno aioli, and Guinness gravy. I got a glass of Vintage Pinot Noir. What an awesome evening! We even ordered dessert for which the waiter threw in since my husband's steak was more done than he would have liked. Here's to dozen's more years together!