Same time last year, the Husband and I had lunch for the first and only time at the Korean-Japanese restaurant, Arita in Metz, France. I’d love to say that the Husband and I are as happy as we were in May 2017, but I’m not so sure anymore. After spending a couple of days together this week, with no fights, we had a major one this morning which ended in tears. The worst part was Baby Girl storming to her room in tears asking for me to comfort her. Talk about ending the week with a bang! The Husband and I argue all the time, but lately when we fight, the words are quite violent. I hate it, but I don’t know what to do.
One more month and it’s Baby Girl’s first communion. I am divided in 3 parts. One part just wants it all to be done with, another part is very excited for D-Day, and the last part is freaked out about not having enough time to finish it all.
One of my husband’s passion in life is eating at Asian Buffets. There was a time when every time we ate out was to eat at Asian buffets. I understand the Husband’s point when he says that the advantages of eating at a buffet is the wide choice of food and the affordable price. But …
As a teenage girl, one of my weekend activity was « malling with my friends ». As we got older, we preferred going on road trips, going to the beach, and having parties, but I’ll never forget that part of my life where I would get all excited about meeting my friends (and boys …. ssshh!) at the mall. It’s funny because we wouldn’t even shop for stuff, we just liked walking in circles around the mall. Oh and the drama – we loved that a lot too!
Last Sunday morning, I was out and about in the city of Metz. I love this city. It’s not as big and dynamic as Paris, but it is pretty charming. Metz is rich in history, there are lots of green spaces, the people are pretty friendly, and there are wonderful places to check out. I’ve been living here for a year now and I am always excited to see what the city has to offer.
As promised in the previous post (click here to read it), today’s post will be about the Italian restaurant, Casa Ricci in Metz, France.
I’ve been hearing about this restaurant for as long as I can remember. My trainees are always telling to try it and I always reply sheepishly that I will one day. I’m so glad that I can finally say that I did and most importantly that I enjoyed it! 🙂
Two weeks ago, I was craving for some pizza. This rarely ever happens because I don’t really like pizza. No wait I do, but I don’t really consider it like a meal. Do you get what I mean? For me, I’ll eat a slice of pizza as a starter (or an afternoon snack hihihi) and that’s fine, but a whole pizza – not my thing! For those who don’t know me, I’m weird like that. 😉
If there’s one thing I like doing on the weekend (aside from spending time with my family) is going out for dinner with my friend V. In the past 6 months, we’ve tried going out at least once a month, just the two of us.
For my part, I had a disastrous day yesterday. It started so well though! The husband worked the early morning shift yesterday. and did the cutest thing for me. He knows that the first thing I do when I get out of bed is to go to the bathroom. When I was in the bathroom, he stuck a note on the wall « proceed to the dining table ».