Honeymoon Day 7:
Today started low key. I turned on the hot tub first thing and spent the morning reading while drinking coffee. I woke Alan up at 10.
We decided on a plan of action for New Years. We'd eaten at every place that had been recommended to us, plus a few more that we found on our own. We picked our favorite pizza for lunch, and while we were there, made reservations for a late dinner at the Hog's Breath Inn. We'd gone there for appetizers earlier in the week, and thought their menu looked really tasty.
After Pizza we bummed around a bit more, then headed back home to nap and relax.
That evening we got dressed up and headed to Hog's Breath. We sat in the lounge and had a dirty martini and a lemon drop martini and listened to the piano player while we waited for our reservation. We were escorted to our table. Alan was in the mood for steak, and I wavered between the pork chop and the crab stuffed sole - but the waiter sold me on the pork chop over butternut squash with apple au jus. I had a salad, and even that was the best I've ever eaten. Alan switched over to the house wine, and I sipped champagne. We sat watching the glittering restaurant. Literally. The waitstaff had "Happy New Year" tinselly headbands, and most of the patrons were in their flashiest. One young man was wearing a silver paper top hat, and his sister had a sparkly black boa. As our meal came to a close, we decided to splurge and split the cheesecake and a glass of 20-year port. It was a lovely evening and a perfect New Year.
At home, we warmed up the hot tub again, and sipped champagne waiting for the ball to drop. We had our first New Years kiss, and then I went off to bed.
What a great end to an old year.
And a woman stopped me to compliment me on my wedding shoes, and another on my sparkly silver dress. Even better! (And Alan wore his three piece wedding suit with his white tie and a pocket watch, and looked extremely handsome - like an English Country Gentleman out on the town!)