dating: chinatown in the freezing un-spring weather.


We've lived here for 2 1/2 years and had never been to Chinatown. Also, Ryan and I had never had a dumpling in our life. Enter: the Gourmet Dumpling House. There was only a 1/2 hour wait for a Friday night (thank you cold, cold weather) and inside smelled divine. We ordered pork dumplings and sesame chicken. I can't believe it took me 26 years to eat a dumpling. I'd like to eat them at least once a month for the rest of my life, thank-you-very-much. (And thank you Amy and Laurie/Nick for the suggestion and reccomendations!)

And really, the best part was being there without the little ones to distract from our conversation. We talked about favorite places in town, planning future vacations and just had a nice, casual conversation. We weren't interrupted. We weren't worried about toddler-friendly food or sleeptime schedules. And there wasn't a single fruit or vegetable on our table and sometimes, that's just the best kind of dinner. 

We're ever so grateful for friends who will enjoy/put up with our kids (biiiiig shoutout to the Jones'!). And for good kids that people don't mind watching/putting up with. I'm pretty sure Henry just needs someone to read books to him and play basketball--that's his perfect friend right there. And Walter just needs a little smile-lovin and he'll smile and coo at you right back. Oh I wish everything had the instant gratification like Walter's gooey, cheeky smiles.

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