A number of years ago, I tried chicken tikka masala at a restaurant outside Philadelphia. I was repulsed, horrified, and in general turned off from Indian cuisine. It tasted like it had been soaked in a combination of peanut butter and sriracha, and I could not finish it. Since then I’ve been a disliker of Indian cuisine. When I would go to a place in Seattle I know people like, Saffron Grill, I’d get a gyro instead. (And let’s not talk about the Scottish-Indian restaurant. Please.)
Fast forward to this past winter, when my beloved Emma suggested Indian, and I demurred based in my past experience. And she presented to me the idea that I should try it again. (She was right. I really should have.) She picked, and got me lamb saag. “Spinach and lamb, two things you love!” she said. I began eating, a bit dubiously.
I finished it. Devoured it.
Then at the food court at Westlake Center, I had it a couple times at the stand there.
And this weekend, after messing up my knee, neither of us were up for much cooking. We looked at a few places on 2go Services and I said something that kind of stunned her:
“How about this Indian place?” We’d been talking about trying a place again, but this time I actually suggested it. And it was good. (The restaurant is Indian Curry Palace in Tukwila.) I tried Tandoori Chicken, and loved it. The lamb saag was excellent. And the paneer pakora was amazing (they put spices in the middle, which is apparently a big unusual, but I liked it).
I kind of wonder what else is going to change in my tastes soon… But this is an interesting change.
(This has been edited. Initially I said that Emma could “talk me into anything”. She doesn’t – she presents ideas to me. And quite honestly, she’s been right every time.)
For this six month celebration, Emma and I went to La Isla in Ballard for dinner. She’s wanted to go there since hearing about it and we had tried before, but it did’t work out. It almost didn’t this time – her job got a little crazy at the last minute – but we made it there, to try the food. And this is what we had…
Continue reading Our anniversary dinner.
It’s been six months since I married Emma.
In those six months, she’s moved across the country with me. We’ve had ups and downs. We’ve hurt each other’s feelings and made each other stunningly happy. We’ve both found work, and while it’s not the best work, it’s work, and we’re at least keeping our heads above water.
And to be honest, it’s really been amazing. I’ve learned so much. I feel that I’ve grown a lot.
And every day, I fall a little more in love with Emma. Something different every day that I find out about her. It’s been an incredible process, a time that I don’t want to ever end. We’re building something wonderful here, her and I, and I want it to keep going, keep being built, keep being created, forever.
It’s wonderful. I’m the most genuinely… not happy, because I am, but that’s not the word for it. No, the word for it is…
Content. What we have is something that fills me, makes my soul feel completed.
I’m married, and I think it’s the best damn thing ever.
I love you, Emma.
Humans are creatures of habit and of ritual. (Which I suppose are similar things, just the second is habit imbued with a greater meaning.). And when those are disrupted, you can feel kind of out of sorts for a while. That’s me today.
Continue reading Meditations on ritual.
Hi there! I’m hoping that today finds you all well. I’m good. Doing some laundry, getting ready to go out for dinner with Emma.
And that means getting dressed and ready. For me, that’s always been a thing somewhat fraught with peril. Continue reading Considerations on sartorial splendor.
I’ve been doing some personal improvements lately, and if thought I’d talk about them a bit.
Continue reading Meditations on myself.
…the addon for posting to Facebook broke massively, and now I’m trying a new one out. So this is a test.
(also, hello, happily married and interviewing for more jobs since getting married than I did in a couple years before it. So she’s my good luck charm and motivator in addition to being a wonderful person and a glorious wife.)
I haven’t been around a lot, because I’ve been busy. Not at home in Seattle, but back in New Jersey. Helping with arrangements and settings-up and heavy and light lifting.
See, about half an hour before this got published? I got married.
Continue reading The Day is come.
Lately, I decided to work on my art skills. I obtained a book (later purchased for me by my fiancée Emma) called You Can Draw in 30 Days. I’m on the twenty-third day and I think it’s going well. I know some very talented artists who are giving advice from time to time.
I also realized that I will not be them, or any of the artists I appreciate, without practice and sending time working on it. So this is also part of doing that. It’s something I’ve wanted to do and I finally took the time to do it.
To keep myself accountable, I posted them first to my my DeviantArt account, then to my Facebook. Every day. To make sure I did it.
And I’m going to keep on doing it. And then more drawing and books about it, like Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain, and a few others.
I’m also reading a book called Art & Fear: Observations On the Perils (and Rewards) of Artmaking which is teaching me more about myself, and what I need to do. I’ve lived in the fear of failure, of being seen as not good enough, in the place called Imposter Syndrome for a long time. This book, and actually trying, is helping.
I should do a post about Imposter Syndrome and what it’s been for me. Maybe that’ll be the next one.
This is today. July 17, 2013. My dearest lady, my fiancee, Emma, sent me some money for two purposes. The obvious and easy one is: get food at a local restaurant that is really pretty great, Dragonfish.
Continue reading Dinner and meditations