1. An artsy, sub-titled movie so we can feel cultured and sophisticated.
2. Very late dinner somewhere relatively hip to discuss said movie.
3. Post-dinner discussion on how excited we are to go to crawl into bed with a book.
Most recently, we've done the following:
Jane Eyre was has the ambiance of an episode of The Killing and it's a really fucked up story, but the movie is engrossing. And right away, we were on Team Jane. You could safely call this a chick flick, but I found it interesting, and kind of exciting. If you are feeling at all down in th dumps about your present circumstances, Jane Eyre will remind you that your life is a goddamn cake walk. Wayfare Tavern was loud, due to the table of drunks in the booth behind ours. But the server was really sweet about it and we had lots of fun. My favorite menu item at Wayfare these days is the roast chicken salad and the burrata crostini. Oh, and as these are lady dates, we always order dessert. Tar and I are all about Wayfare's pineapple upside down cake.
Win Win stars Paul Giamatti as an overwhelmed suburban husband and father who commits elder care fraud. He's also a high school wrestling coach. And wrestling is a sport I do not understand. How is this cool AT ALL? It's just really weird. Win Win is interesting, but it's slow and saved by the brilliant comic relief of Bobby Cannavale, whom I saw in New York TWICE. I love him and if you want to see a really amazing Bobby Cannavale movie, see The Station Agent, which is by the same director and you can watch in 15 minute increments on YouTube. Zero Zero is delicious fancy pizza 'n things. But they force you to go through a process of humiliation upon checking in, wherein they see your reservation, but it annoys them and your table isn't ready anyway and this is artisan pizza so you just need to appreciate being here, okay? We ordered the cured meats plate, which is literally a wooden tray COVERED in prosciutto. I had the pizza margherita and Tara has pasta with lobster. We had no room for dessert, but if we did, we would have ordered the vanilla soft serve with olive oil and sea salt. Just because it exists.
What on earth, Double Hour? This Italian film can only be described as bananas. When you see the trailer, you think, "Oh!" No. Don't think that. It's scary and weird and the whole time, we kept saying, "Wait. WHAT? I'm confused." Also, old ladies showed up halfway through and while the main character is in the bath and suspenseful music is playing, they're moving down the aisle at a snail's pace announcing, "I can't see! Where should we sit? It's so dark!" SPQR was awesome because we got seated right away (impossible) at the chef's counter. We started with the burrata crostini (one must always order the burrata crostini. SPQR's comes with fried rosemary and honey-covered hazelnuts) and various pastas. It was fun sitting there watching the chef-action, except that the fucking dad from Family Ties sitting next to me thought he was at Beni Hana and kept asking questions. "Now what is that? Oh, what are you doing there?" This isn't Molto Mario, asshole. Let these people work. Have you not read 'Heat'? There is a fine line of how many chef-counter questions are too much, and Steven Keaton was well over that line.
The Jane Eyre/Wayfare Tavern combo was my favorite. But my other recommendation for a late night-post-movie dinner is Wexler's which is practically next door to Wayfare, but you will be able to get a table. And they welcomed Tara and me in at 10:30pm once (after we saw Get Low) and we had a fabulous time...