Chapter Thirty Three- BelAir Cantina Tosa

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To celebrate our last night of paternity leave (well sort of…Theo has worked for himself for the past year and a half, and went back to working with someone else this week), we put the twins down for bed, got Little T set up with pjs and I fed baby S.  Our sitter came over and we bolted out the door for an hour of tacos and conversation.

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I had a flashback to living in Seattle (known henceforth as “The Golden Years”).  I think it was being out with Theo, having a drink, and just shooting the breeze.  We weren’t scarfing down our food so we could keep one or all of the kids from playing/eating off the floor and trashing the restaurant.

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Speaking of The Golden Years, they were packed with a huge group of mostly midwest folks that somehow found each other in Seattle.  We camped, hiked, skied, climbed, ate and drank together.  I could call up one of 10 people on any given night, ask them if they wanted to meet me at Molly Maguire’s (or any other hole in the wall in Ballard) and a night of either good conversation or reckless partying would ensue.  And we had to be to work at 9am.  That was about it.  No real responsibilities and living in an amazing city (Macklemore isn’t joking around).  See why 2003-2005 deserve the title?

Anyway, this post is supposed to be about BelAir Cantina.  It’s a cool joint with pretty decent tacos.  I recommend the basic bean and cheese, as well as the ninja pig tacos.  The latter mostly because it has hoisin sauce (see my post on Pho and read about my love for plum sauce).  And if you go late on a Sunday night, you’ll pretty much have the place to yourself.  My photos aren’t doing justice here, I haven’t gotten up the guts to bring my better camera out to dinner with me.  I feel strange photographing food, and there’s just no getting around terrible lighting for photography indoors at night.  Don’t get me wrong, I like my restaurants with dim lights.  Sorta dark and cozy is my style, and if BelAir were busier, this would have been alright.  That’s not conducive to photographing, though.

It was a nice date.  Hopefully we’ll get to do this again sometime.  And hopefully next time baby S won’t punish us by being up from 3am on.

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Cheers!

A. Storm

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  1. Judy Keller says:

    Hi Amber – I am one of the “bridge ladies” in your Mother’s bridge club. When I mentioned
    to Mary Pat that I had checked out your blog she nudged me to respond – so here I am.
    I can see that this would bring a certain amount of calm to your otherwise crazy world.
    It’s fun to follow – love the pictures ! as well as the ones on the refrigerator .

    Happy Thanksgiving to all.

    Judy Keller

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    • amber says:

      Hi Judy!

      Thanks so much for reading and commenting…it’s nice to hear from you 🙂 And yes, the night out was a great break, and doing this blog is a good outlet for me. Hopefully soon I can get back to some more exciting adventures!

      Take care,
      Amber

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