Friday was not a super eventful day. I got up and got in a good workout, visited CVS pharmacy (again!), and then scoped out the "uncommon café." So, the café received very interesting reviews on Yelp.com. I'm not going to say I was really pumped to go there after reading some reviews, but I wanted to see, and decide, for myself, so off I went. I stepped inside and saw two, or three, long buffet areas. There were tons of people already sitting down but the buffet areas were not super crowded. That, in and of itself, was enough to please me. There are just too many damn people in Virginia, DC and other metropolitan areas back East. I was thrilled to be able to take my time and figure out how this café place worked. I perused the salad bar and it looked okay. There were other items like fried chicken and "homestyle" type foods. There was a whole array of Asian types of food and then there was a counter where it looked like you could order sandwiches or something like that. The salad bar seemed simplest and I was dying for some veggies. I put together my salad and then decided I would walk back across the street and eat at the apartment. It was cheaper than SweetGreens, though perhaps not as healthy. :o) I chilled out the rest of the afternoon and just took it easy.
By the time Tom got home, I was ready to go do something, but naturally he was tired. I mean, he's been working all day, afterall! This has been the interesting dynamic of this trip. I want to go out and experience so many things with him, but I also have to understand that he is going to be much more wiped out than I am everyday because he's out hustlin'. By hustlin', I mean being productive at a renown security company. Rest assured, his job is on the up and up. On this particular night, he wanted some downtime and I think I did a fairly good job of providing that for him. I spent some time reading and we went out for pizza slices around 7.
Down the block from the apartment is some pizza place called Autentica! We thought we'd give that a try since we hadn't been there yet. For some reason, I was confused about how to order our slices and how it coincided with their "combo" options. Tom ordered first, and of course, made it seem so simple. Then, I ordered, and of course, the worker starts questioning which combo I'm trying to get and what things I can have, and can't have, and I can barely understand what this man is saying, so I just look at Tom. He is so much more patient with these things. I just start panicking and probably end up paying way too much for things I don't even actually want because I can't communicate with the people that work at the establishment. Tom, of course, made friends with these guy by asking where he is from. Turns out the guy, and all the workers at the restaurant, are from Nepal. He assured us, though, that the owner is Italian. That is literally all I gleaned from the conversation he had with Tom. The pizza was okay, but the gelato was excellent! We took the gelato home to munch on while we were watching The Americans.
Tomorrow, we would be off to the International Spy Museum. We spent the rest of our evening cozy, and schnuggly, watching our favorite (loathed) Russians. It was a quaint, quiet night in and just exactly what we wanted.
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