Monday Night, December 18th
We decided that we shouldn't have to stay at our cold, powerless house two days in a row, so we got a room at the Hyatt in downtown. (The opposite of "roughing it.")
View of Bon Christmas star from our room:
View of Dave's reflection enjoying the view of the Space Needle:
Dave and I went to Serious Pie for dinner that night. While we were enjoying our dinner, part of Batali clan came in and sat right behind us. I was really tempted to rush their table, totally ignore Mario and start gushing over Armandino (his dad and much more importantly, proprietor of Salumi), but I did not. I sat and ate my delicious pizza in peace and let them do the same.