My apologies for the lag in posts! The hazy, busy days of summer have gotten the better of me for the last few months. Despite the lag in posts, many fun things have been happening in the Allgood Eats world and I've got a whole lot of posts lined up.
Kev and I had the opportunity last weekend to attend a marriage retreat at the Holiday Inn in Portsmouth, which is quite close to home. The retreat itself was illuminating and extremely helpful in reminding us to take the time to work on our relationship, amidst the house craziness, job craziness and all the other extracurricular craziness. However, the best part of the retreat was the Saturday "date night".

Because our hotel was right in Portsmouth and we were out of the retreat by 4:30 that day, we were able to walk to downtown and do all the fun, touristy things that we don't usually get to do on a typical trip to Portsmouth. We went to Atrezzi for the "life-changing cheese" and free wine-tasting (you'll love the burly Irishman serving the cheese and wine- check it out if you haven't before). We went to Corks and Curds for more free wine tasting, where we tried a delightful rose. We went down to the decks where we stood watching bait fish and huge striped bass circle each other for a while.

When we got tired of the crowds, we escaped the heat and went into
Two Ceres Street for a drink, where Kev got a glass of malbec and I got a fabulous ginger pear martini (for $5! Check out Two Ceres Street for happy hour). When asked what he thought of the drink, the bartender replied that it was "rugged" and a good way to start the night. It tasted pretty much like pure pear vodka to me with some candied ginger pieces at the bottom. But hey, we were on "vacation" so we just went with it. As we are wont to do, we befriended two ladies at the bar and learned that one of them was celebrating the 20th anniversary of her heart transplant. What an amazing story!

We bid our new friends adieu and headed to
Cava for dinner. In our years of living on the seacoast, we had never been to Cava, even though our friends always raved about the place. We sat in a cozy, almost private corner on the patio and fawned over the menu. Kev and I love tapas and, since I force him to share all of his meals with me anyways, tapas are a good way for each of us to get something we like. We split a celebratory bottle of cava (we figured we'd celebrate our three-year wedding anniversary a few days early) and started to plan our meal.
We started dinner off with roasted medjool dates, manchego cheese and
serrano ham. The dish came with six dates, stuffed and wrapped, and I
couldn't help but save one for dessert because it was so heavenly. What
followed was a parade of Iberico and serrano ham dishes, a flank steak
with roasted corn dish, patatas bravas, croquettes, scallop ceviche (the perfect
intermezzo between dinner and dessert), the
triple creme
cheese plate with raspberries and, the crowning glory, the hot
chocolate churros. Each bite was exquisite, topped with bubbly cava and
kissed with camaraderie from our spectacular night together. The staff
at Cava was wonderful and our server Patrick was helped solidify the
perfect evening.
We walked back to the hotel that evening hand in hand. The next day, everyone at the retreat talked about their date night and we raved about ours. When asked afterwards what our ideal date would be like the other couples replied "a Nascar weekend" or a trip to a Star Trek convention, or heading down to Foxwoods for a weekend. When it came to our turn, Kev replied, "pretty much exactly what we did last night".
After the retreat ended around noon on Sunday, Kev and I geared up and went for a run along the beach. We parked at Rye Harbor State Park and ran north past all the beaches, lobster restaurants and Odiorne State Park. The run itself had breathtaking views and the time spent together was priceless. At the end, we jumped in the water, ate lunch and headed home, salty, sweaty and happy.
So, the moral of the story is to get out there and be a tourist in your own town. Rediscover why you love where you live and, if you can, make a staycation out of it. Staying in a hotel only 15 minutes from where we live was so much fun, but gave us the freedom to have a few drinks and walk back instead of worrying about who would be driving. We already live in a beautiful area and exploring the restaurants, shops and ocean-side scenery is not a bad way to spend a weekend.