Yesterday was our three-year anniversary. To celebrate, we decided to use the rest of our King Estate gift card for some dessert and wine (there’s nothing like a free date, right?). You can read about our ridiculous brunch experience at King Estate here.
Now, the goal was to enjoy some wine and dessert on the patio, savoring the cool of the evening and relaxing the night away. Of course, that’s not quite how it went.
First, let me say that it has literally been months since it last rained in Eugene. And temperatures have been in the glorious 80’s and 90’s for weeks. But yesterday, it was about 55 degrees and raining when we pulled into King Estate. So the patio was closed, leaving us with indoor seating. Probably not a problem if you are at a normal restaurant, but when you are dining in the land of pretentiousness, it causes a bit of trouble.
We walked in and stood around while various waiters looked at us and moved on. Eventually, someone asked if we had been helped. We said no. They asked if we had a reservation. Eric told them that he called to make a reservation, but that they told him it wouldn’t be necessary. Apparently that was false. The girl looked at us like we were ridiculous to show up without a reservation, and spent several minutes perusing her book and consulting with other folks about seating us. Eventually, they deemed us worthy of their restaurant and took us to one of several open tables (why the fuss when you have open tables, people?). Of course, we were seated in a tight corner next to a window. And our window just looked in on another room where the guests (who I’m sure all had reservations) were enjoying spacious tables and the warmth of a fireplace. Obviously, they love us at King Estate.
Still, we enjoyed our wine and dessert, tucked away from all of the worthy guests. Together time is together time, and we had some fun laughing at the ridiculous situations we seem to find ourselves in all the time. The wine was really delicious (our refined palettes would describe it as “yummy”), and the desserts were tasty (although I still claim that they did not give me a full slice of blueberry struesel pie. There was clearly a chunk missing, which led to lots of ridiculous laughter on our parts.). So, we enjoyed our evening, despite the fact everyone there was far classier than we will ever be.
We’ll be continuing our anniversary celebration this weekend with a trip to Northern California’s Lost Coast. My incredibly generous employers offered the use of their vacation home there, so we’ll be living it up and relaxing with the Redwoods, the ocean, and a riverfront house. We’re pretty pumped!
In the meantime, here’s a little rundown of our previous anniversary extravaganzas:
Year 1: We were living in Lexington, Kentucky, and opted for a train ride on the Big South Fork Scenic Railway. We traveled through the Daniel Boone National Forest and enjoyed some Kentucky beauty. (You can read a brief post on our trip here.)
Year 2: We were still living in Lexington (just a few weeks away from the big cross-country move), and dined at Rosetta to celebrate our anniversary. Unfortunately, during our brief trip to Lexington a few weeks ago, I saw that Rosetta no longer exists, so I guess everyone didn’t love it as much as we did. We also made a spontaneous trip to Charleston, South Carolina a few weeks before our anniversary, and I think we ended up claiming that as our big celebratory event. It was the bomb.
Year 3: We’re living in Eugene, Oregon, and celebrated our third anniversary with dessert and wine at King Estate Winery. It was cold, windy, and drizzly. But delicious. We’ll continue celebrating this weekend in Northern California.
Here’s to many more years of fun with my favorite adventurer!