Tom & Alissa

We did many things this weekend.

Friday night was dinner-and-a-movie, though I was too sleepy to really finish the movie. I made pork chops and smoked salmon risotto and we had olive oil and rosemary ciabatta from the market downstairs. We watched the first half of Cyrano de Bergerac.

So Saturday, we went to brunch at Moutarde, which was French and yummy. We finished watching Cyrano, then took a nap before heading out to Kevin & Laura’s for a “Septokberfest” with many friends from church. We are starting to feel like our coolness factor has actually been increased by getting married. (Not that we weren’t, um, cool to begin with. Maybe?)

After church on Sunday, we went to the Carters’ for a celebration of their baby daughter Maggie’s baptism. It’s amazing how many people you can fit into a Manhattan apartment if they want to be there. Most people would cringe at inviting that many people over just for lunch, but they gamely extended an open invitation to the whole church, most of whom came. Hurrah!

The apartment was a wreck by the time we got home last night, so we set at cleaning it up. And then Tom made some sublime bourbon-and-apple glaze to put over the remaining pork chops, and we started watching Tokyo Story but quit because Tom was tired. We cleaned up and Tom fell asleep as I read to him from the book of Daniel.

Tonight he has to work, his first catering job in a very long time, and so it’s the first real evening we’ve spent apart since we got married. I’ll be coding maniacally trying to get a dent put into the IAM conference registration, and probably drinking cappuccinos at a decent pace.