Yesterday I celebrated my 31st year on the planet, Earth. Yee-Haw! My birthday is actually the ninth of July…but it was a Monday and everybody knows Tuesday is a much nicer day to party.
So, instead of buying me some “thing” my lovely husband Adam arranged an amazing birthday “getaway.” Yeah, I’m gloating…he’s Rave Number One on this post. And, yes, this is a terribly stupid picture of me to include with a Rave Review. It just happened to be one of Adam that I have on my desktop!
Adam and I dropped off the kids with Granny One & Granny Two and headed down the highway bound for Minneapolis. I knit the whole way.
I’m knitting a nice chevron cotton sweater from the book Glamour Knits (Rave Number Two).
I’m using some beautiful blue and brown Schaefer yarn which I purchased whilst visiting Sharon and Andy last year in Mississippi at the best yarn shop in the world. Yeah, you read right, I said Mississippi!!! Okay, my knitting world is not yet vast enough to really declare this. However, if you ever for some odd reason find yourself in downtown Columbus, Mississippi please visit Christy at Yarns Downtown. Here is a photo I stole off their website:
Her cyber appeal is lacking-the pictures of her shop don’t do it justice. It’s got such a good yarn vibe, lots of juicy creative energy. Added bonuses of the shop besides the great selection of fiber and notions are it’s housed in a historical downtown building with 14 foot high ceiling, there are beautiful custom made black cabinetry, flat screen televisions, comfy chairs, bright cheery yellow walls, and way too cool/expensive knitting “purses.” I did a lot of coveting here (Rave Number Three).
Back to the sweater. I’ve knit up the back and am almost finished working the front. I didn’t use the color/yarn suggested in the pattern because that would be conforming to the masses, and those of you who know me well know that this would be out of character. Instead I am using primarily this nice blue cotton/silk blend from Schaefer Yarns it’s called Empress Wu.
Much to Adam’s chagrin, I’ve also included anice band of the more brown-ish Elizabeth Blackwell around me middle love handle area (I’m jumping rope to cure My Mother of Two Muffin Top).
The colors were named after great women in history. Isn’t that cool (Rave Number Four)?!
Adam and I decided to spend the first couple hours of our “honeymoon” at the Walker Art Gallery. We were both curious to see the new exhibit Picasso and America Art.
While I’m not drawn personally to works by Picasso, the breadth and depth of his works and influences are at the least awe inspiring. So many great artists were challenged and directly influenced by Picasso. To make the subject manageable, the exhibition concentrates on Picasso’s impact on ten Americans (Max Weber, Stuart Davis, John Graham, Arshile Gorky, Willem de Kooning, David Smith, Jackson Pollock, Roy Lichtenstein, Andy Warhol, and Jasper Johns). Weber was the first American to respond powerfully to Picasso. I was most drawn to Weber’s rich, dark, secretive piece entitled Trees. Adam and I had a quick bite to eat before viewing the artwork in the cafeteria style lunchroom on the eighth floor. We shared a nice pungent ceasar salad sure to make our breath comparitable to that of a dragon, and each had a delightfully yummy grilled vegetable panini. Which, they had strangely enough under the “Cold” sandwich category. Those silly artists. We moved eventually outside to enjoy the beautiful 7o plus something degree day in the Sculpture Garden. No, we did not hang with the art cliche’ otherwise known as the spoon on the cherry. Instead, we walked around a square of granite benches. Each bench had something to say etched across it. My favorite was something about how alarming it is to see one person’s breath, and how really strange it is to see a crowd of people’s breath, to see how far it reaches. I’m paraphrasing. Our afternoon at the Walker Art Museum, Rave Number Five!
At three o’clock, just in time to have our car parked and check into our hotel room we arrived at the Chambers Hotel! Prepare yourself for some insane raving, a raving lunatic I am about to become!
Adam had reserved the Hanky Panky Package, and boy was he about to get some…I’ll spare you the details. Included in this package are white strewn rose petals, which I actually think are a bit cheesy- but they gave me a good chuckle, dinner for two in the Chambers Kitchen, champagne, valet parking, and a late three p.m. checkout
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I am seriously still to enamored from my stay, and possibly a bit tired, to go into detail about this place. It was f!@##$%%^^&&* awesome! The highlight was our dinner downstairs in the hotel restaurant. Possibly the best vegetarian meal of our lives. Our waitress was kick-ass, and a fellow vegetarian so she really knew her way around the menu and we of course bonded with her right away! I wasn’t sure what our veggie options would be, I knew from reading reviews that the restaurant was killer, but I was pretty sure the menu was definitely carnivore friendly. You can download a menu here. We started our meal with our server’s recommendation-King Oyster Mushroom and Avocado Carapaccio, in addition to a fancy version of the beloved tomato soup and grilled cheese, and a warm asparagus salad with enoki shrooms. Our main course, was two filets of deep fried tofu. The tofu was lightly battered and floated on my tongue. I can only guess they are deep frying the tofu in an oil that can take a lot of heat, maybe grapeseed oil? It was just so beautiful. Sheer perfection, like eating my grandpa’s fresh caught beer battered crappie fish, only way better. I guess you could say the cooking is like Asian/French/did I mention it was f!@@##$$%%^^&&* awesome?! For dessert they brought out warm chocolate cake, with fudge around the rim of the plate wishing me a “Happy Birthday.” The service, as I said was impeccable, never snooty and the manager was constantly made available, as he went around the dining room speaking with the customers. Rave! Rave! Rave! Rave 6 and Rave 7!
After dinner, one bottle of champagne, one bottle of wine, good food, and swell conversation later, Adam and I changed into our rocking clothes and got ready to dance down to the Fine Line Music Cafe. I can’t believe I’ve never been there before, it was a great little music venue (Are we up to Rave 8?) We had tickets to a favorite group of mine, The Polyphonic Spree. You may have heard one of their songs on the movie soundtrack to Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. We got to the Fine Line early enough to catch the opening act, which I was totally going to skip, and I’m so glad serendipity stepped in. Jesca Hoop opened for the Spree, and she is haunting. Adam and I haven’t recovered. Her voice is so different, refreshing, there are some many clones out there. Jesca Hoop is Rave 9.
It took the Spree a while to set up, I guess that’s what happens when you have over 20 musicians taking the stage! I have three words for you- harp, moshing, and confetti. The 2 and 1/2 hour concert was incredible. I have a bruise and ringing ears and I’m too old for this shit, but it was incredible. Please check out their music, buy it, and attend a concert. You will not be sorry. Polyphonic Spree=Rave 10.
After the two of us “old farts” wound down with a game of pool at the Lone Tree, we headed back to crash on our feather bed at the Chambers. We woke up early enough today to take a walk over to Hell’s Kitchen for a yummy breakfast. I think I had about ten pieces of bread slathered with their famous homemade peanut butter (Rave 11).
What a way to end a truly memorable birthday present.
Adam? I’ll keep him around for a couple more years…