A Friday Night In A Black Tie, In Datesville

A happy Date Night for us with Tie o’ the Day. My shirt and black tie match, because Suzanne got ’em for me. I’m ready and willing to match occasionally, but only occasionally. And only for Suzanne. Here, we are leaving CousCous Grill at Station Park, in Farmington. I had the salmon, swimming in an insanely rich lemon caper sauce, served on a raft of falafel. The falafel was the opposite of awful. See, that sentence proves I’m a poet. And I know it. 🖋 📜

A Little Stretching Of The Tie Category

Scarf Neckwear o’ the Day is wrapped around a frequent guest star on these posts. My tie-covered mini keg needed warm neckwear for Winter, so Suzanne crocheted this scarf in no time at all. While we watch tv in the evenings, Suzanne’s hands never quit crafting. She makes blankets for newborns; scarves and hats to donate to those who need them; and pot holders. A ton o’ pot holders. I have no crafty bone in my body, so I guiltily sit on my butt and zone out.📺 😏