…yes, i’ve cheated on Paris with Geneva. before i go on, my apologies for taking a hiatus from blogging (not that i’m an avid blogger to begin with, but you know). i had to take a break for personal reasons, but it’s a new year, and hopefully i get back into the blogging mood.
anyhoo, onto geneva. for valentine’s day, my honey and i took a weekend trip to geneva, switzerland, a first for both of us. we arrived quite late that friday night, thanks to easyjet’s delays, but once we checked in and got to our room, i was immediately comforted by the giant bed that awaited. some of you might
find it weird, but i put a high premium on a great bed. i think it started when i was 12 years old, and hung out constantly in my room. my bed was my sanctuary- i did homework there, ate there, slept there, talked on the phone while i was in bed, read, etc. it was my homebase, and even to this day, i still do all those things in bed (except for homework, thank God i’m past that stage in life). judging from our gorgeous room and heavenly bed, this mini-vacay was off to a good start.
on saturday we explored the city. geneva’s a fairly small city so everything was walking distance and we basically ate our way through the city. for lunch we had awesome chicken at this restaurant called chez ma cousine– a no-frills, only-chicken-on-the-menu kinda place-i highly recommend. then after a few hours of wandering about, we stopped in at this cute little tea salon called, la théière qui rit, or en anglais, the laughing teapot. super cute and cozy, a perfect pit stop in between walking jaunts. i had the special of the day: thé d’amour (no doubt, in honor of valentine’s day), and it was one of the best teas i’ve ever had. couple that with a hot scone, hand-whipped cream and apricot jam, and it was the perfect afternoon snack.
after walking around some more, we decided to head back to the hotel to unwind for a bit. for dinner, i picked this korean restaurant that had a nice write-up on www.spottedbylocals.com. when we finally get to the restaurant, it’s closed! so then we spontaneously decide to go to this authentic-looking italian restaurant down the block from it, which turned out to be the best decision ever. carlos and i order handmade foccacia as a starter, white wine and seafood risotto for two. when the foccacia ran out, we didn’t even have to ask, and a new basket appeared at our table. throughout our dinner, waiters were singing and dancing-literally, and shouting back and forth to each other in italian like one big happy family. then after carlos ate every last morcel of risotto on his plate (and it was a giant serving!), our waitress comes by and asks him if he wants more..more! yes, ladies and gents, she actually offered to give him a second helping- totally on the house. both carlos and i were surprised at this unusual gesture of generosity, and for the first time since i think, ever, carlos actually said no (i did mention the giant serving- it practically took up the entire plate). needless to say, carlos said to me over and over again, “the best italian food i’ve ever had..incredible..incredible” and while i can’t wholly agree with him (i’ve had shrimp risotto in sorrento- and that was the best italian meal i’ve ever had), i whole-heartedly agree that it was an excellent meal indeed.
gastronomically, it was safe to say that geneva had won me over… hey, sometimes the best way to a woman‘s heart is through her stomach too!😛