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Last night, the plan was to go out with a few good friends to a local restaurant for their trivia night.  Unfortunately, that plan didn't materialize because 1) Our intended trivia destination was full and 2) The back-up trivia had already started.  Instead, we chose to go to one of our favorite eateries: Old Spaghetti Factory.  We made it to the restaurant before it closed despite direction disagreements and stopping to check the curious sound of screeching metal coming from the car.  Our waiter sounded exactly like the host of Cash Cab.  I was really hoping our table would light up and our waiter would say, "Ok, ready for the first $25 question?" I suppose I was still in the mood for trivia. It was good to see old friends again to reminisce, swap stories about crazies on the buses, and dish on the latest celebrity gossip. 

At OSF, the paper placemats feature photos of many of their locations.  My intended photo was to be of my used butterknife sitting next to the tiny image of our restaurant, but since the restaurant was dimly lit, I couldn't take an ideal photo.

We got lost on the ride back home and so drove through Downtown at night.  It's always intriguing to see the empty city at night where the manholes are steaming and men are pressure spraying the streets. I took pictures from the car and noticed this glass sculpture perched on the corner of a shop awning.  I'd never seen it before and could only make out much of what this photo captures, so I'd like to see it again in daylight.  This is the first completely out-of-focus photo I've posted.  I like the mystery that creates.

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It was particulary hard to choose one photo for this day.  This is why I found it necessary to include a couple Honorable Mentions below.  I picked the photo above because I found it the most visually interesting - the architecture, the reflection in the lamp and glass building, the unusually clear blue sky on a January day in Seattle.  B and I were heading home after an eventful day together when I took the photo:

We burned some calories with a morning jog and headed downtown for a quick lunch and our first trip to the SAM.  We saw the special exhibit of Michelangelo's public and private works.  It was amazing to see his original sketches for a few of the bodies painted on the Sistine Chapel and how effortless they looked.

The SAM was also featuring the photography of Imogen Cunningham. I liked many of her portraits and seeing how she played with light.  This photograph I was especially fond of because it makes we wonder about what was happening during this shoot: Was the couple posing? Is the woman tired? Are they being affectionate? What is she doing with her hands? Something more superficial that gets me is the woman's hair looks like a style from today, so I was surprised the photo was taken in 1922.

(left) The sunlight was beaming down on our faces and glinting off of B's crystal blue eyes.  Although that's not pictured here, it's what I remember when I see this photo.  The photo captures a certain moment in time, but evokes a different one in my mind.

(right) That evening, B and I passed by a local restaurant.  We came across this lonely onion ring sitting on a post. 

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I enjoyed a girl's night out with a couple good friends and it was wonderful to catch up. We dined at a nice Italian restaurant downtown and I had a chicken piccata in a lemon-butter with capers, potato fingerlings, and green beans.  It was a toss up between the photo of my main dish or the incredible tiramisu we shared for dessert.  I decided on this one because all the ingredients described are featured clearly.