I’m gettin’ hitched

Oh hey remember me, I used to blog. Life’s been pretty great since last I blogged, but it’s also been busy; we’ve traveled to Scotland and Ireland, signed the lease on a new apartment and last night… we got engaged!

Everyone keeps asking to hear the story of how it happened, but there were so many people to call and text that I didn’t have time to tell it so I thought I’d share it here for my friends and family and anyone who actually still has this blog on their RSS feed.

Last night, after I came home from the gym and showered, Chris said I should put back on real clothes instead of the yoga pants and oversized tee I’d normally rock when just lounging around the house. I did as he asked and then we just kind of hung out for a bit before he finally told me that I should put my jacket on. At this point I obviously suspected what was going on. We headed downstairs, hailed a cab and Chris said to the driver, “15th and 9th.”

“Awesome,” I thought, “He’s going to take me to our favorite restaurant and do it there! But wait, Colicchio and Sons is on 15th and 10th, not 15th and 9th?”

“Babe, did you mean 15th and 10th?” I asked. “No,” he said, “15th and 9th.” I was confused, the only thing I could think of on 15th and 9th is Chris’s office and why would we be going there?

The taxi dropped us off and Chris said, “I’m sorry we have to stop at my office first.”

If you know Chris, you know this; he is kind and thoughtful and brilliant and also really absent minded. When he said we needed to stop at his office I actually thought that he’d planned this lovely proposal at our favorite restaurant and then realized that he’d forgotten the ring at his office and we needed to swing by his office to get it. “Ok,” I thought, “It’s really awkward that he’s taking me with him to pick up the ring first, but I love him and it is what it is.” Turns out I should’ve had more faith in him.

It was probably about 8:30 when we got there (time is a blur) so the building was quiet. We got in to the elevator and instead of stopping on the 8th floor where Chris’s desk is, we went all the way up to the top floor.

Chris led me up a flight of stairs and out on to the roof. It had rained earlier and there was a beautiful misty quality to the sky. It was just the two of us staring at a breathtaking unobstructed view of the New York City skyline (and our beloved home state of New Jersey too!). Chris turned me towards him and said something incredibly sweet which will remain private and then he asked me to marry him! It was perfect!

In case you haven’t figured it out yet I said, “Yes!”


PS- Since this is a food blog you should know that we did end up going to Colicchio and Sons after. They poured us champagne. Chris had the halibut. I had the pizza with potatoes, bacon and chive. It was delicious.

PPS- Everyone’s all like, “An engagement should be about more than just a ring, it’s so obnoxious when people just post pictures of the ring.” Then you get engaged and all anyone says (even the men!) is, “I need to see the ring! Send me pictures!” So here are some pictures: