For Valentines Day Kevin took me to Pizzeria 712. My favorite place to eat in Utah. Everything is fresh and local, and the experience is far different than your average pizza place. Kevin laughed because he said there was at least one thing on every item of the menu that he didn't recognize.
We had the potato polenta for an appetizer, the speck pizza for dinner, and the blood orange vanilla bean panna cotta for dessert. He listened to me express my frustrations about work, and I listened to him rage about the MCAT. And even though we didn't talk directly about love, even though it was a day to celebrate it, I am realizing more and more that love is not a product. Love is a method. We listen to each other, we make each other laugh, we lean on each other, we sacrifice for each other. And then, after we have done all of these things we feel love towards each other, because we recognize our reliance and commitment.
And then we recognize how sexy Kevin looks when he wears stripes. (I mean really though.)
13 comments:
that looks soooo good! is that the pizzeria up on state street? i've been wanting to try it! also, congrats on your anniversary :)
i love that place. and i love talking about anything or nothing with the one i love!
o man i freakin love that place!
Gosh I love P712.
And I love that--love is a method.
sounds lovely! we love pizzeria 712. have you ever been to the other restaurant run by the same people, communal? it is to die for!
That place looks awesome!
Pizza is my favorite, I could probably eat it every single day without ever getting sick of it. happy vday to you both .. a few days late:)
not even kidding, we're twins. that watch? i'm wearing it. with what? a black sweater. haha. twins.
I love that idea that love is a method! Well said.
By the way, to answer your question, I do plan on going back to Brazil a few months after graduating.
what is your email? I am definitely interested in the camera! my email is on my blog!!
and that pizza place looks amazing!
yummmmm...
yummiee. Oh, and, what a great definition of love. High five!
Post a Comment