Well, last night did not go according to plan. What I had planned was an evening at a neat little pizzeria called Pizza Nea, followed by a walk along the Mississippi looking at the Minneapolis skyline, a horse-drawn carriage ride around Nicollet Island, a movie at the quaint little St. Anthony Theatre, and ice cream at the Grand Ole Creamery.
We started off following the plan by going to Pizza Nea, but from there the plans morphed unto something a little different.
I’ll start with our dinner at Pizza Nea. It was delicious. Our server was hilarious and wonderful, our seats at the bar overlooking the wood fire oven were fun, and the food and wine were delicious.
I ordered the syrah wine and Melanzana pizza. So delicious – it was loaded with roasted eggplant, goat cheese porcini mushrooms, roasted red and yellow peppers… ohh YUM!
Brandon ordered a Moose Drool beer and his Spinacha pizza was loaded with pine nuts, whole olives, spinach, Parmigiano-Reggiano (a type of parmesan) and fresh mozzarella. His was also delicious.. but mine was better if you ask me ; )
After dinner, we walked two blocks down to the Mississippi for a stroll around Nicollet Island. The views from here are GORGEOUS!
This is such a great area to take pictures. Soo beautiful.
The night was absolutely freeezing cold though! We were both wayy too cold to sit on a horse-drawn carriage and we had already missed our movie time. So instead…
We went home for some Ghirardelli hot cocoas with Rum Chatta!
(PS. if you haven’t tried Rum Chatta yet… you are absolutely missing out! You can use it as a substitute for Kahlua in most cases and you totally should because it so delicious. But my favorite is adding a shot to my hot cocoa. AND, ahem, it’s made in Wisconsin… my original stomping ground! So that alone tells you it’s amazing.)
AND… Brandon surprised me with a box chock full of Tim Tams!!! These things are seriously delicious, I have been addicted to them ever since college when I studied abroad in New Zealand. Ohh man.
PS. We picked The Watch up from Red Box on our way home and let me just save an hour and a half of your life by telling you that it’s a horrible movie. Honest… Not. Good.