Happy Valentine's Day

After months of go-go-go, the husband and I were in serious need of some downtime to reconnect. So my darling husband planned a secret Valentine's/Birthday weekend getaway. He told me only that we were going somewhere "historical" and three hours away. Given that we live in DC, that leaves quite a few options--I was thinking Philadelphia, Williamsburg, or Harper's Ferry. But I was blissfully and completely wrong.

Three hours away from DC, tucked in the Shenandoah Valley, lies a stunningly beautiful, cozy, romantic, charming, peaceful place in the middle of nowhere called the William Cox Inn. The website does not come even close to doing it justice. Tom and Janet, the fantastic physicians-turned innkeepers, have transformed a home built in 1770 (by the infamous William Cox) into a lovely B&B that retains its historical character with all the necessary modern conveniences. They have thought of every single detail, down to a 1700s-era book on how to be a thrifty housewife on the dresser in our room (remember to wash your teeth with clean water every day, and to mend the socks before they tear--a stich in time saves nine). We slept in the tiny original bedroom, burned a fire in the original stone fireplace, and ate all-natural food entirely produced in the on-site garden and surrounding area farms, just as it would have been in the 1700s (but we thankfully did have indoor plumbing).

As the other details of the Valentine's Day weekend fall within the marital privilege, you get to read all about the food instead--and the details here just have to be relayed. Janet, a culinary genius, served a romantic four-course Valentine's dinner and the two most amazing breakfasts I have ever tasted. The food just kept coming and coming... On Friday evening we were greeted with a hot pot of all-natural tea and homemade scones, followed by local pear port and organic chocolate. Breakfast the next morning, served in the original 1770 dining room, consisted of baked local pears with nuts and cinnammon, blue-ribbon-winning light-as-air biscuits with fresh butter and homemade jam, local organic grain hot cereal (Ankur ate both of those), homemade oatmeal pancakes, and apple and cheddar omlettes made from eggs gathered that morning from the many free-range chickens roaming the property. A long walk with their two Golden Retrievers along the river on the beautiful property was necessary just so that we could make room for dinner. Speaking of, for V-day dinner, we devoured a hearty pumpkin stew, heart-shaped goat cheese ravioli, winter salad with dried cranberries, apple-stuffed free-range chicken, and a trio of romantic desserts--bread pudding, chocolate cake, chocolate-covered pears, and homemade coffee ice cream. And our (sad) parting breakfast was baked local apples, more of the scrumptious homemade biscuits, scrambled eggs with fresh cheese, and ginormous waffles. My mouth is watering just typing about it.

Our time at the William Cox Inn was full of amazing food for the stomach and for the soul. It was wonderful to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city and spend time reconnecting with each other. Make your reservations today, and tell Tom and Janet that we sent you!

I Heart Visitors

One of the best things about living in DC: people want to come visit us!

During the entire time we resided at our palace in the frozen tundra, we received a grand sum total of three out-of-town visitors: Parents R., Cousin Kay, and Former Roommate Jennifer. Those visits were fantastic, but we were really starting to question our desirability, or at least marketability.

All that has changed, however, with our recent relocation to a new (and slightly less snowy) address. I guess it's true what they say in the hotel industry--"Location, Location, Location."

Before we even had started unpacking our boxes from the move, we had our first out-of-town visitor--Lawyer Lincoln. (We therefore dubbed our spare bedroom/office the "Lincoln Bedroom.") Soon thereafter, we got to entertain Mayor Mike and Former Roommate Jennifer, visiting from the land of Oz, and Sooner Karen, taking a break from Where the Wind Goes Sweeping Down the Plain. In early December, our Acquaintances from Australia put DC on their world tour, and we got to show them the sights and sounds of our nation's capitol. Sister Ami delighted us with a visit over Christmas and New Years. Last week, Other Former Roommate Jennifer and Boyfriend dropped in from the Tarheel state. This weekend we are expecting--completely independently--Ankur's Former Roommate Justin and my Former Roommate Cassy, both of KC(ish) fame. And next week, Best Friend Rachel (coincidentally, also a Former Roommate) will be gracing us with her presence. And that's all in only three months! (I guess I can't really complain about DC being lonely anymore, can I?)

To those of you who have visited, thanks a ton--we've loved having you. To those who have already booked your rooms for the coming weeks, we hope you have a pleasant stay. And to those of you who are thinking about visiting, there's a surprisingly comfy air matress with your name on it! But you better hurry... this hotel may be relocating to a new location sometime in the near future!

In an effort to encourage repeat customers, we would like to solicit some feedback from former visitors and suggestions from others. Where should we take our guests in this massive city? Our typical tour involves a night walk around the monuments, a scrumptious dinner at Regent Thai, and a trip to the National Archives and Natural History Museum, time permitting. But we would like to branch out. To previous guests: What worked? What didn't? To any of you current or former DC-ites: do you have any suggestions for cool and/or off-the-beaten-path venues in the area? Good dining? Fun daytrips?

(Yes, this is my devious plan to get you to post comments. Suggest away!)

The best inaugural event!

No, not the inauguration of President Barack Obama--we missed that one, unfortunately. We fled the frozen, jam-packed, war-zone-like city of Washington over inaugural weekend in order to attend another big event in another city important to our colonial heritage--Kayur and Claire's London wedding.

It was a quick trip across the ocean (less than four days for me), and we are both still very sleepy. But we are so glad that we got to share in the joyous occasion! Claire looked absolutely stunning, Kay looked thrilled to be marrying her, the R. family was ecstatic to be inheriting such a wonderful daughter (or sister or cousin)-in-law, and the food and drink were bubbling over for the occasion.

A quick run-down of the details, and an explanation of why the best inaugural party was the one celebrating the inauguration of Kayur and Claire's married life together:

The venue: For the site of their nuptuals and subsequent party, Kayur and Claire selected an adorable seventeenth century hotel in a cute rural area outside of London. It was a beautiful hotel that exuded old English charm, and it seemed tailor-made for their event. The "registry" occurred in one beautiful old-fashioned parlor room; we moved seamlessly to another room for cocktails and "starters," a larger room for a scrumptious meal, and finally another room for dancing and drinking. We stayed the night at the hotel in a charming cottage on the grounds, and I discovered the inspiration for my future home.

Stokes Place

(Although London has a reputation for miserable winters, I can guarantee that it was not half as cold as the National Mall. Wedding 1, Inauguration 0.)

The ceremony: The happy couple were married in a very official British ceremony called a "registry." One of the highlights (other than the obvious happy result): Ankur gave an inspired reading of Percy B. Shelley's poem, Love's Philosophy. Or, I should say, almost Percy B. Shelley's poem. Two of the words had to be altered in order to avoid mentioning "heaven," as that apparently was too "religious" for the Crown.



(There was definitely no Rick Warren reading an inaugural prayer. Wedding 2, Inauguration 0.)

The fashion: In an inspired gesture towards blending the East and the West, Claire wore a gorgeous strapless sheath-style white gown constructed from a white and gold sari. She looked absolutely fabulous.



(The dress was also perfectly symmetrical--the essence of beauty--with no uncomfortable fidgeting every time she moved. Wedding 3, Inauguration 0.)

The food: In another expert nod towards cultural harmony, the lovely couple selected the best of both culinary worlds. The guests enjoyed a scrumptious indian meal, served family-style on each table, followed by English wedding cake and lemon tarts. Indian "savories," English "sweets" -- the perfect combination.

(And it sure beats wild game and root vegetables. Wedding 4, Inauguration 0.)

The entertainment: The speeches and toasts were hilarious. The DJ was excellent. The dancing was exuberant. The alcohol was copious. But the biggest entertainment of the night for me was my adorable little baby cousin-in-law Carys, who I got to carry, dance with, and play with for the majority of the evening. It was much fun and an excellent workout--my arms were unbelievably sore the next day!



(We got to stay at one great party, rather than dance the exact same dance at 12. Wedding 5, Inauguration 0.)

The result: The beginning of a wonderful, happy, and long-lasting marriage!

(This was a close one--I am a big fan of the regime change in Washington as well. But ultimately I have to go with the wonderful new addition to family--Wedding 6, Inauguration 0.)

In sum, a good time was had by all. It also brought back very fond memories of our own wedding a year and a half earlier. To all who made it possible--thank you for a fantastic trip!

A Snapshot

Two mzungu lawyer sister-in-laws are sitting on a couch, adorned with much gold jewelry and red dots on their foreheads, drinking indian tea and eating chevro. One turns to the other and says: "when you dreamed about being an old married woman, is this what you pictured?" They laugh, and together appreciate their wonderfully unpredictable lives.

Happy Birthday Ankur!

On this day in history, many years ago, my best friend and soulmate was brought into the world. To celebrate the momentous occasion, we 1) went to McDonald's for lunch (his request); 2) went to Whole Foods and explored (also his request), and 3) had a little get-together at our favorite local Thai place, followed by cake and Rock Band at home (a surprise). And so many people called and emailed and facebooked--it was a really nice, low-key day spent reconnecting with people.

Playing Tourists

Happy New Year! Thanks to the office entirely emptying out for the holiday, I got a rare treat--I did not have to do a single six-minute increment of work on Sunday! It was fantastic. In order to properly take advantage of the occasion, the husband and I decided to venture out and experience DC as it is meant to be experienced--as tourists.

We started our adventures by walking down to the scene of all the action lately--the Hay Adams hotel. We were two of the many, many curious Americans hoping to catch a glimpse the Obama family as they (along with so many other Americans) await the vacancy of their future home. We felt completely ridiculous standing there and gawking, waiting for the chance to wave at our future first family, but there was something really neat about the palpable excitement in the air, and we couldn't bring ourselves to walk away.

And our time spent standing out in the cold looking and feeling like idiots was rewarded--we got our second DC celebrity sighting! The Obama women exited the hotel, through the Secret Service tent, in a big black SUV with tinted windows, and surrounded by police cars and other vehicles. As they were driving away, Mrs. Obama looked out the window and waved at us! Some might see it as inappropriate or undistinguished, but I thought the fact that Michelle Obama waved at us through the dark windows had some nice symbolic value--she did not see the American public waiting outside her temporary home as a source of inconvenience or annoyance to be avoided, but instead as people whom she could help cheer and serve. Change is coming! =)

After the wave, we continued our walk down to the White House, where we saw the giant stage and massive rows of bleachers being constructed for the inauguration. We stopped to buy a couple of Obama T-shirts from a street vendor (hey, we were tourists!) and have a delicious lunch at Cosi. Then we headed further down to the Smithsonian Natural History Museum, where we saw reconstructed dinosaur skeletons, fossils, the Hope Diamond, a really cool video about the ocean and its creatures, and a lot of other really cool, really old stuff. After all that walking our feet couldn't take it anymore, so we metro'ed most of the way back to our apartment.

It was really nice to be able to take advantage of some of the amazing and unique (and free!) resources of the city in which we live. I still miss "home," but DC is a great place to visit!

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