Holy Smoques

Its a week later than promised but we finally managed to get to Smoque for our date night on Thursday. Attach your bibs and prepare to drool!

 

 

I picked up Hubby from work and we headed to this little gem of an American Bar tucked away in the city. I'd purposefully skipped lunch in anticipation of dinner...yes, I was that excited!

We rocked up at 7:30 & requested a couple of seats at the bar.

 

 

I ordered a G&T, Hubby went for a Samuel Adams and it took us all of about three seconds to decide to go for the BBQ Trifecta and Vegetable platters.

Sweet Mary Jane...it was a carnival of carnivorous delight.

 

And a veritable vege patch of pleasure!

 

 

You know what's great about going out on a date with the person you've been partners with for 13 years? The ability to sit and feast without the need for chit chat to fill the space.

Do you know what's great about going out on a date to a BBQ bar...the casualness of the joint. Rolls of paper towel on the counter, self serve cutlery if you don't feel like using your fingers and friendly staff.

 

 

We loved feeling completely comfortable just hanging out on bar stools, knees touching, reaching over each other as we tried different parts of the platter, with the occasional lipsmacking exclamation of "oh that is awesome, you have to try that" escaping from our lips.

 

 

Not really the stuff of first dates, not sure you'd impress a future partner with bbq sauce on your chin...but for those foodies who are all about flavour, this is one hell of a jackpot!

 

 

It was fun and laid back and completely delicious!

And because it was a night for being naughty...

 

 

Sweet Treats.

I'm kind of wishing now that we'd gone for the peanut butter and bacon icecream but the pecan pie was calling our name and we had to answer!

 

 

And answer we did...

 

We will definitely be back...

xx Em

 

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Feeling Female

I went out to dinner with my husband tonight, first time in...oh gosh, I can't even recall...I think last September maybe? Talk about well overdue! Our wonderful neighbours came over to babysit, pushed us out the door and told us not to come back until we'd had a good time. We are so freaking lucky to have them living next door! And so we did have a good time, just the two of us talking about life, the universe and everything over a glass of white and a bloody fantastic pub meal at the local hotel.

It felt nice to put on a dress and a pair of heels. I can't confess to feeling glam or the least bit sexy but it did feel good to be out of pyjamas.

For the past four weeks I've felt like pieces of my femininity have been stripped away from me. Losing my breast was hard but it was having all my hair cut off that affected me far more than I thought it would. I know that seems utterly ridiculous because there are a gazillion completely gorgeous women out there sporting short hairstyles. Maybe it's because the choice to have my hair cropped wasn't really mine. Chemo is on the horizon and it is threatening my vanity big time. I don't love how I look. My hair used to be one of the features I'd always felt good about. Now, it's just a constant reminder of what is happening to me.

My husband on the other hand is taking everything in his stride. He told me tonight that he's never felt closer. And I not only believe him, I completely agree with him. How I feel about my appearance is something I will have to work on. He still loves me, in fact he's never loved me more than he does now and that makes me determined to get over my vanity and try to embrace this ever evolving version of me. I have to, because if I can't handle a pixie cut then going bald is going to be a real bitch!

I suppose its just part of the process. Some things are easier to adjust to than others.

 

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