Dirty Dancing and Zizzi

I had a great day today. I am not sure if Veggie Hubby had such a nice day though. I bought the special edition of Dirty Dancing this afternoon and watched the film for the hundredth time tonight (ok, I am exaggerating, but only slightly). I think it made Veggie Hubby want to vomit. I just love this movie, it is one of the few films that I can watch over and over and still enjoy. Tomorrow, it is time for all of the extras... I'm sure VH will be thrilled! I hinted a lot that I wanted this for my birthday and for Christmas last year, but to no avail, so I decided that I would have to take matters into my own hands and buy it for myself. Haha.

Veggie Hubby and I also ate out tonight, which we haven't done for a couple of months. We went to the Italian restaurant, Zizzi. Veggie Hubby refused to go to this restaurant for a long time because of it's (unmentionable!) meaning in French. I persuaded him to go there for Valentine's day 2006 as we both love Italian food and I was curious about it. It was a big mistake as my heart-shaped ravioli was burnt, and the service was very very slow. We were out shopping today, and there wasn't much choice of restaurants so I suggested that we go to Zizzi (a different branch of the same chain we went to in 2006). We thought we might reconciliate ourselves with it, and whilst we had a good time, I don't think we will ever go there again.

I ordered a calzone, which I have never tried before, and it was very burnt. I should have complained, but didn't. When a waitress walked past, she said that she would get a fresh one for me, as I was paying for it and I shouldn't be paying for that. So she kindly went and got another one for me, and also got a fresh pasta dish for VH so we could eat at the same time. She also offered us a complimentary drink each. My new calzone looked fine on the plate, but underneath it was also burnt so I just ate the top half. However, VH enjoyed his chicken pasta and we shared the most delicious dessert ever, an amaretto cheesecake. Mmm, it was better than chocolate.