Why is it I always think about Sheri Lewis when I order lamb chops?

I hadn’t planned on doing anything for Valentine’s day. Truth be told, I’m not a big Valentine’s day girl. I figured that maybe Christen, Spencer and I would go out for dinner like we do once a week (usually Tuesdays, but we skipped Tuesday so that we could go out on Saturday instead), maybe to a smaller place that wouldn’t be swamped, and that would be it. However, my in-laws offered to watch Spencer, so Christen made reservations at an obscenely fancy restaurant, and off we went.

I have to admit, the food and the service were fantastic. We had a tuna appetizer and I wasn’t overly excited by it – not bad, but personally I think Outback’s tuna appetizer is better. I talked Christen into getting the filet, because he always orders another cut to save the $6, and he’s always disappointed with it. He was not disappointed with the filet. We also split the creamed spinach … yum! My dish was the best though. I ordered off the seasonal menu, and got crusted lamp chops with goat cheese and thyme whipped potatoes. Oh. My. God. It was all delicious. The goat cheese was a little overwhelming in the potatoes (really, it just tasted like light and fluffy goat cheese), but since I’m a big fan I was okay with that. The lamb was perfectly cooked, tender and in a fantastic (I need more adjectives) port wine reduction that I wanted to lick off the plate.

We were supposed to go to a movie but we were enjoying the night and the company too much, so instead Christen bought a cigar and we went out to the patio to have a cocktail. I think my drink was the only disappointing thing of the entire night – it was terrible. Sounded good in theory: “Grey Goose Vodka and Cointreau Orange Liqueur gently blended with fresh strawberry puree, lemon juice and kissed with champagne bubbles, served in a strawberry-topped flute”. Ugh! It was so bitter. I wish I could have gone to Mitchell’s, got a Pine Fin Martini, and walked it over to our patio. :) I would have been in heaven.