Valentine's Day

I get spoiled year round. I married Prince Charming, what can I say? But I thought post-February 14th I could share a slice of my daydream of a life.

Morning. I'm the morning person in our relationship. I can think of about three times in our marriage he has ever gotten up before me; likewise, he can probably think of about three times I've ever stayed up past 11:30 pm. My sweetheart was awake BEFORE me making delicious scrambled eggs and OJ for me. Bonus, he washed dishes...which is always a delight. Since moving to this apartment and realizing the sink does not have a garbage disposal (and no dishwasher!) dishes have become a sheer horror for me. My sweetheart has become a superwasher now, I've got entire weeks without touching a dirty dish. That's love, friends. 

After breakfast we headed up to Salt Lake City. We both were delighted to be away from Happy Valley for the afternoon, especially to go hang out with DINOSAURS! You read that right, we hit the Utah Museum of Natural History up by the U. It's a delightful museum. I highly recommend it. Currently the exhibit of interest is the Chocolate Exhibit. Have some chocolate handy before you come because this exhibit stinks up the whole museum. You will INSTANTANEOUSLY  have  a craving for chocolate as you try to read about the Utahceratops. It's going to happen. 

After some delightful "museuming" (Museuming needs to be a word...museums are truly meant to be experienced as a verb,) he let me pick our restaurant. Lo and behold, I've been away from Salt Lake City for too long and totally forgot my favorite sushi restaurant wasn't open until evening. We headed off to downtown to go to an old sandwich shop I used to frequent...but my observant sweetheart pointed across the street to a doner kebab shop.

Dear Americans. This isn't a grilled veggies and meat on a skewer shop. The DONER part of doner kebab is very critical. Doner Kebab is only the most magical thing you could wrap your lips around and sink your teeth into. I got introduced to doner kebab when I was in Germany three years ago. It is a Turkish thing. It's closest cousin is probably the Greek Gyro...however doner kebab is prepared and served with delightful seasonings and spices that you would never find in a gryo. 

The place is called Spitz, and although a doner kebab in Utah is not the same as a doner kebab in Ulm, sitting on a bench staring up at the world's tallest cathedral...it's stunningly delicious for something you don't have to cross the Atlantic to get. I daresay, the fries are simply to die for. I about cried from joy eating this food much like what I enjoyed during my time in Europe. 

All in all...a fabulous Valentine's Day with the love of my eternity. That was even before he unveiled two giant bags of SweetHearts and a tin of Pirouette Hazelnut cookies. What can I say? The man knows me well.