On Friday afternoon, I took off a little early and met John downtown to check some to-dos off our wedding list. I wasn't sure he'd make it past the first stop at Sur La Table, but John kept up in a big way, and by 6 o'clock, we'd managed to accomplish everything on the agenda! Strolling back to the car, I tugged John down an alleyway for a celebratory cocktail at The Cavalier before we headed back to our own neighborhood for our favorite Friday night ritual – Indian food! We sampled the goat cheese naan and devoured our favorite curries, and tumbled into bed earlier than we had all week. It felt glorious to curl up with a documentary and spend not one moment thinking about tomorrow's agenda.
On Saturday, John and I woke up early and he bounded out of bed for a run. We threw our clothes on to be the first in line at Hollow for coffee, chai and empanadas, and spent the morning browsing their sister store, Dandy, for gifts. Then I dropped John off at home and spent the next few hours working away from one of my favorite, sun-filled spots. I returned home to find John ready for a nap, and I was happy to curl up next to him with my laptop. After his repose, we both spent some time practicing our French (come to think of it, we should really be practicing our Spanish...) before deciding on dinner. We made a run to the grocery store, and while there, John was inspired to bake a coconut cake to bring with us to Easter dinner. We served rosemary-tomato braised chickpeas over toasted French bread with burrata before getting down to the business of baking. Nearly three hours and one spat later, covered in butter and shredded coconut, we had a beautiful petite coconut cake perfectly suited to its little white cake stand. After the challenges the evening had presented, we decided to curl up and watch other people, namely Anthony Bourdain, eat food cooked in professional kitchens.
John let me sleep in on Sunday morning and surprised me with breakfast in bed delivered on his & hers trays. After poached eggs over avocado toast and roasted potatoes, we both got to our projects for the day – John at the guitar, me at my laptop. That afternoon after our workouts, we got cleaned up, put on our Easter best (vintage Lilly Pulitzer and cashmere cable knit for me, blue seersucker for John) and headed downtown to our friend's home for a beautiful meal. One of our best bud's been in Europe since the new year, and seeing him again after so many months was simply wonderful. There were bottles of rosé, Sauvignon blanc, and samplings of beautiful eau de vies from our favorite distilleries, but nothing beat the laughter around the table. We came home that night feeling so thankful for our community, and there's no better way to end a weekend than that.
Tell me, what were you up to this weekend? Were you celebrating with family and friends, perhaps, or taking advantage of the warming weather to spend time outdoors?