Joe and I went out to dinner last night - just the two of us. We went to a Brazilian churrascaria (frequently inadequately translated as steakhouse, in my opinion) called Chamas (Flames). We drove right past
casperflea 's house on our way there. Such a fun-seeming neighborhood! We were jealous. We stopped and spent about an hour browsing through Morgan's Imports and left with a few things. I had to stop myself from buying expensive, fun-colored knits for Ellie. They have such cool stuff in that store!
Dinner was fabulous. The service at that restaurant is better than any actual Brazilian restaurant I have ever been to. I thought they did the perfect job of making it authentic and yet making it accessible to Americans also. I was able to find all the stuff that you only get at a churrascaria but they also didn't have a lot of the stuff that I think most Americans would find odd or unappealing. Anyway, I ate and drank way too much, but it was so much fun.
My parents stayed with Ellie and she did okay. My mom said she drank all her milk from her sippy cup but again wanted nothing to do with the bottle. However, when it came time for bed, she just would not fall asleep. My mom said Ellie seemed alternately mad and sad that I was not there. Of course, once I walked in the door, she was as happy and pleasant as could be. So, we are not taking our overnight trip. My mom thinks Ellie isn't ready and I can't judge for myself in this situation. Plus, I'm not sure I'm ready. I might be, if I knew Ellie was content without me, but she's just not there yet.
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Dinner was fabulous. The service at that restaurant is better than any actual Brazilian restaurant I have ever been to. I thought they did the perfect job of making it authentic and yet making it accessible to Americans also. I was able to find all the stuff that you only get at a churrascaria but they also didn't have a lot of the stuff that I think most Americans would find odd or unappealing. Anyway, I ate and drank way too much, but it was so much fun.
My parents stayed with Ellie and she did okay. My mom said she drank all her milk from her sippy cup but again wanted nothing to do with the bottle. However, when it came time for bed, she just would not fall asleep. My mom said Ellie seemed alternately mad and sad that I was not there. Of course, once I walked in the door, she was as happy and pleasant as could be. So, we are not taking our overnight trip. My mom thinks Ellie isn't ready and I can't judge for myself in this situation. Plus, I'm not sure I'm ready. I might be, if I knew Ellie was content without me, but she's just not there yet.