How was your Thanksgiving? Ours was pretty good. This was my first Thanksgiving not with at least some of my family, so it was quite a bit of a change for me, but I would say that it was a good Thanksgiving.
Instead of cooking for just the two of us, we went to Ruth's Chris steakhouse in downtown Seattle. They had a Thanksgiving special, you got a starter of soup or salad (I got seafood gumbo, Jon got Caesar salad), then a plate of turkey, stuffing and cranberry sauce, each person could choose side dish served family style with enough to share (I got creamed spinach, Jon got sweet potato casserole) and then a dessert of pumpkin cheesecake and a scoop of vanilla ice cream. The best part? With the purchase of a Thanksgiving special, you got a box of leftovers, which was a whole second serving of the turkey dinner. Because leftovers are the best part of Thanksgiving! We also didn't finish our turkey dinner plates or side dishes (saving room for dessert) so we ended up with a lot of leftovers! I already ate a leftover turkey and stuffing sandwich today and see a few more in my future this weekend.
One thing we've noticed is that our sarcasm or jokes doesn't really seem to be fully understood here in Seattle. Again and again, we've had moments of misunderstanding when Jon or I have said something jokingly that totally flopped. Or maybe we're just not as funny as we think.
For example, at the Thanksgiving dinner, after we had finished the main course, the server came by to ask if we were finished and ready for dessert. Jon joked, "Yeah, I might just need to lie down and take a nap here before dessert..." gesturing to the booth he was sitting on. The server just looked at him and looked at me and stood there awkwardly. Jon tried to clarify, "You know, on Thanksgiving, you nap on the couch? Watch a little football?" The server just stood there confused until I finally said "Yes, we're ready for dessert!" Errm... awkward.
This has happened a few times and I guess it's going to take a while before we lose our habit of trying to joke with everyone.
On the other hand, we had a different experience with a server when we went out to a pizza restaurant last week. While we were ordering, the waitress appeared to be texting on her iPhone. After she took our order, she showed us the phone and said "Just so you know, this isn't my iPhone, this is our ordering system, the kitchen already has your order now and is getting started on them." I said "Oh wow, I thought you were texting, I was going to be amazed if you were able to remember our orders at the same time."
A little while later, we were sitting there when the waitress came back, looked at our empty table confused, and asked "You didn't get your appetizer yet? I got an alert that your appetizer was up, but when I looked for it, it was gone, I thought someone had brought it to you. Let me go check on it." She walked away and a minute later, someone else came by our table with our stromboli appetizer. The waitress came back a couple of minutes later, saw us eating, and said "Oh, good, you got your appetizer." I replied "Yeah, I used the 'Find My Stomboli app' on my iPhone." She laughed.
After we finished our appetizer, the waitress came by again, and Jon and I were both playing on our iPhones. The waitress joked, "Ordering more food?" It took me a second to get it, and then I asked "You're not from Seattle, are you?" She said "No, I'm from San Francisco, why?" I said "Because you made the joke about ordering food on the iPhone, I don't think someone from Seattle would make a joke like that." She replied, "I thought twice about it, but since you had already joked about the 'Find My Stromboli app' I knew you weren't from Seattle either."
If you know either of us, you know that Jon & I love to joke around. We're either going to have to get serious to fit in, or maybe we'll bring some humor to this rainy city!