I did something this weekend that I rarely do. I went downtown to eat. Daughter and I met DIL who was in town for a conference at Jaleo near the Capitol One Arena.
The evening all started out reasonably well considering we were late for our reservation. Driving through downtown DC on a Friday night is a skill us suburbanites don't have. Daughter did pretty well considering-minus the close call with a pedestrian. Whew.
The food at Jaleo is glorious.
Everything is bite sized and delicious.
The problem was-and isn't there always one, is that between the hair raising journey and my empty tummy none of these fabulous dishes sat well. I spent the evening running back and forth to the ladies room feeling like a regular fool. When you don't have a gall bladder certain foods can make you miserable pretty quick so I'm always worried when I eat new-to-me dishes. I never did get sick. In fact, when we got home I was starving leading me to believe it was the sangria and not the food that did the deed. Sigh.......
In spite of the tummy drama I had a great time. Being downtown on a gorgeous night was such a treat. I also spent the night at Daughter's to save myself from that long, late night drive home so I got to spend lots of time with little Miss Emi. When I woke up she was sitting nearby and there was a stuffed mouse in my shoe. I think we are finally friends.