Last night, as I was getting ready to leave work, Missy texted me and wanted to meet me for dinner, and to go with her to an Ingress build. She had other business that brought her to the area earlier in the day, and was near my new office.
This was a delightful surprise. I love getting out of our routine, and having a date night. She asked me to pick a restaurant so I did. This one:
SPACEBAR is a dive. It's a little hole in the wall bar. The name appealed to me instantly, because, pun. Then when I checked them out on Yelp I was even more pleased. Their food is simple. They have basically three things: 20 different kinds of grilled cheese sandwiches, tater tots, and a lot of different kinds of beer. It sounds like an eight year old boy's idea of what a grownup restaurant is supposed to be.
It was, in a word, amazing. Missy got a more simple but excellent sandwich, while I got one with grilled portobello mushrooms, red onions, and some sort of sauce on it. But the thing that really shined were the "totchos". They're tater-tot nachos. Feast your eyes upon them in all their unhealthy glory.
So. Damn. Good.
Afterward, we popped next door to an old record store, where we scored all sorts of interesting stuff. Missy has a record album fetish, and loves looking for old music. During dinner, we got into a discussion about what we like, and I asked her if she'd ever heard of Edith Piaf.
If you haven't, check out this:
She hadn't. They had an album and it was among several we got. After that, we went to the build, and drove through foggy, rainy Falls Church. As I drove, she hacked portals on both phones.
What a great date night. I'm grateful for little adventures like this. My wife's my best friend. I'm so lucky.