Saturday, April 25, 2009
thursdays are always "date night" in our house [although i suppose EVERY night is actually date night for us seeing as how we don't have kids and end up doing whatever we want most nights anyway] -- we started calling them that a while back because all of our favorite shows -- survivor, 30 rock, the office and formerly scrubs -- are all on that night.
date night mostly means we don't go to the gym and instead park it in front of the tv for a good three-hour stretch. b also tries to leave work at a normal hour and i try to actually cook something for dinner that doesn't come from a box. but once in a while we actually DO something on thursdays.
case in point: this week. south pasadena has a little farmer's market every thursday right in their old town area, possibly one of the cutest streets around. we can see it from the train each week and i have always wanted to go. this week, the stars aligned -- we left work on time and together, we had no other planned activities and it was still light outside when we got there. [sorry for the crappy quality photos -- left the camera at home, so these are all from b's phone.]
the street was fullll of people [mostly yappy small children, ugh, but plenty of young couples like ourselves as well] and we had a delightful time browsing all the booths. there used to be a farmer's market on our street in downtown every wednesday so i've become accustomed to the puny fruit and flower stands [and stealing strawberries and pear slices from the sample cart :) ], but this one was WAY better! they sold sprouts and kale and rhubarb and salted caramel ice cream [which was DELICIOUS, if you're wondering] and corn on the cob and orchids and other amazing things.
for dinner, i went with my normal standby of tacos:
and b opted for peruvian:
we sat on a rock and ate our food and enjoyed the evening -- it was a little cold that night, but other than that it was everything we hoped for. i love date night! then we came home and watched our shows and stole a chair off the side of the road, but that is a story for another post.