Yesterday was our anniversary, but we actually went away to celebrate it last week. Luke booked us at the Hyatt at the Arcade in downtown Cleveland for Thursday night. He got pretty decent rates- waiting a day til the weekend, or a few days until NY’s would have made it much more expensive. But that isn’t what I am supposed to be talking about. We arrived in town, hoping to make the West Side Market our first stop. After walking all the way around the building and not finding any open doors, we were told by the cafe staff that the market was closed that day. “They do have the hours on the website, but it’s really tiny at the bottom.” Oh, well. We headed to our hotel to check in. This is what it looked like inside:
It had me thinking I was on a huge ocean liner or something. Such opulence. The first floor is all shops, and we had some Greek for lunch in one of them. When he saw we were going to pay with a credit card, the owner said, “It’s broken. You can pay me later.” Luke says, “How about tomorrow?” He says, “It’ll be broken then, too. I write you I.O.U.” Such a cute Greek man. I had to cut my kebab into a zillion little pieces to eat it since my tongue was still pretty sore. When I took a bite of the pita I almost shed tears of joy- it was the softest, chewiest pita I have ever eaten, and very conveniently so. Luke had a salad with some really awesome olives on it. I’m not a big olive fan, but I can imagine his olive experience was as great as my pita experience.
Later, we went over to the Tower City Center to walk around, and see National Treasure. The movie was great, but it was very much the first movie with a few of the plot details tweaked. All the way back to the hotel we are talking like Ben- “There’s a button on this wall somewhere that will send this elevator flying, we just have to find it…”
Dinner afterward was at Houlihan’s, an establishment I am coming to respect. It is right up there with Max & Erma’s and Applebee’s anyday. Maybe it is the ‘s that keeps these chains alive, I don’t know. A little trivia: our first time at Houlihan’s was on our honeymoon, in Cancun. We also had, McD’s, BK, and Domino’s while there. That’s us, playing things safe with American chains. We did have some awesome, authentic Mexican during a drive out to Tulum. And we didn’t get sick. But I digress.
The next day we went to the library, since it was right across the street. I discovered how utterly out of shape I was when Luke wanted to climb yet another flight of stairs, exploring, and I found myself saying, “That’s okay, I’ll just wait here.” Unfortunately, I was stuck in the graphic novel section, and didn’t find anything to read until right when Luke returned I spied a ‘Gone With The Wind’ display. That would have been fun to look over. Jenny tells me that book is good- I might read it one of these days. But I digress.
On to the Market, now open, it being Friday. Heh, look- there are open doors around the whole thing today! Who knew?! We saw lots of goodies, not including the $1 pineapple a man was trying to sell Luke- “Hey, guy. You comere. Come try this.” I can get them for that price at Aldi some weeks, and I am not certain it wasn’t the pineapple that gave me my mouth sores, so we steer clear. Here are a couple pictures of the good, bad, and ugly we found:
The center one is a picture of a dessert called a monk. It is, put simply, chocolate-filled chocolate wrapped in chocolate and dusted with chocolate. Ain’t nothing holy about these monks, though I imagine eating one could be a truly religious experience.
Luke took these pictures with his phone! Not too shabby, I think.
Our trip was a great success- veni, vidi, vemunchi. I came, I saw, I ate.