Monday, March 23, 2009

Blue Lemon Confidential

photo is not by the lovely and talented Kami, who married an old friend of mine, but I did yank it from her collage

So it was that after sending El Guille to an early bed for clocking me in the face with a plastic fireman, I put on my Spring09 play list and drove up to Highland to meet friends for dinner. I arrived at the Blue Lemon just after the sun dipped below the Oquirrh and the thick navy settled.

Steeling myself to meet new people, and to not completely lose my mind with hyperactivity, I grabbed my purse and walked through the door. (I must tell you that the mini glass subway tiles on the back wall of the bistro had me gasping in delight.)

I found Lindsay already ensconced in a round booth with Marie and Kelsey. I think it’s a capital idea to try a new place with new friends, don’t you? Allison invited me to sit opposite her on the banquette, and then leaned over with grave intimacy and said, “Please tell me you’re caffeinating.” I laughed and showed her my rootbeer, to her immediate disappointment.

(Maybe if I’d caffeinated I wouldn’t have spilled half of the boutique rootbeer down my shirt.)

The conversation turned quickly to controversies of all natures: cross-nursing (two in favor, three skeptics) makeup (one pro, four grimace) blogland cliques (another birthed at this very table?) and what so-and-so really did at such-and-such (too shocking to print.)

(So I won’t.)

The tête-à-tête steps on the gas to match the speed of the dishes arriving at the tables. Stephmodo whispers that she likes the color of my top at the same time that I gush over Your Heart Out (and the adorable Ms. Buell.)

I must also tell you that I fell head over heels for the butternut squash soup the minute it slid to a fast stop next to me. I can’t resist you, nutmeggy-sweetness.

(I should start calling the baby Nutmeggy Sweetness.)

(Although he might resist homemade croutons being placed on his head.)

The volume turns a little louder and I wonder what the slick business men lounging under the tulip column must think of our mad party. Just a bunch of moms? College roommates? Former ice capade queens?

Just then the girls have a cracking idea that might drive us to fame or ruin…

I'm in.

Spring09 Play List

The Fear – Lily Allen
Shake It – Metro Station
1901 – Phoenix
You, Me, & The Bourgeoisie – The Submarines
The ’59 Sound – Gaslight Anthem
Wraith Pinned to the Mist and Other Games – Of Montreal
A&E – Goldfrapp
Strawberry Swing – Coldplay
The World We Live In – The Killers
As Tall As Cliffs – Margot and the Nuclear So & So’s
Tidal Wave – The Killers

Spring09 Meet Me At Blue Lemon Must
Butternut Squash Soup
Baked Mac and Cheese


Cafe Johnsonia said...

And you've managed to capture the evening completely in a few paragraphs.

(My favorite report yet.)

That color really is YOUR color.

Deb said...

I wish I lived closer to y'all. This sounds wonderful!

Jyl @ MommyGossip said...

You are a fabulous writer, Azucar! This is my first time to your blog and I will definitely be back to jet set more often. BTW: Thanks for letting me borrow your purse, although I notice it didn't really make it into the pics (but neither did my hips LOL!).

See you for round 2!

rookie cookie said...

The mystery is killing me.

What the hell was the color of your shirt anyways??? The suspense is unfair.

I too love a good butternut squash soup. I prefer it with a straw so I can sip it fountain soda-style.

liz stanley said...

fabulous write up. great to meet you and love your playlist too! looking at your link list... i'm thinking we might have similar friends? hmm we'll have to play that 'how do i know you' game sometime and figure it out

Azúcar said...

A.) I love the Do You Know Game.
B.) We absolutely did NOT have enough time to talk modern design.

It was teal.
(Did that ruin the mystery?)

So glad you stopped by, see you next week!

You would have been most welcome.

I always love seeing you. Trip to Liberty Heights Fresh soon?

the girls of gt said...

My cheeks hurt from smiling so much while reading your post--kind of reminds me of my wedding day photos. It was wonderful to meet you, and wasn't the vote three for cross-nursing? And somehow I missed the makeup convo.

I don't think babies mind croutons on their head. They put everything else in their hair so why not some stale bread?

P.S. I could be a former ice capade queen--don't knock it 'til you try it...

Kami said...

What a great writer you are, Carina! It was great to meet you and a fun night, I loved it!

Fig said...

Can't wait to try this place when I'm back in the Utah. Thanks for the review!

Kami said...

Ha! you are funny!

Michelle said...

sniff, sniff, wish I were in the cool girls clique...

seriously, I need fashion advice. care to do a q&A spring fashion blog?

xoxo, m

Marie {Make and Takes} said...

Love love loved this! The night was as fun as you described. I did miss out on your table, but we will be dining again soon I hope! Say, let's fill the whole place with silly blogging women next time!!

Anne-Marie said...

I've heard that restaurant is divine. Love good butternut squash soup.

Petit Elefant said...

You MUST burn me a copy of that playlist. Next time I'll listen to it in the car with you while we head on another food outing of our own. It's a date? Si?

Shawn said...

You are a divine writer, by the by.

Made the night spring right into my cranium with pics and everything. Thanks for the clarification on the color of your shirt also---now the picture is clearer. Love teal, by the way.

So---I am doing a small giveaway---I know---bad taste and shameless self absorbence, but I am doing it, so stop on by...

acte gratuit said...

Can I be part of the cracking idea? The Japan angle...? Please? Don't discriminate against me just because I live 24 hours away!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lindsey said...

Shake it. I love that song. I almost posted video to me dancing to it.. .. .. almost.

Carrot Jello said...

Geez, you left out "Apple Bottom Jeans" by T-Pain! What's that all about??
I joke. I joke.
Although I *might* secretly listen to it in my van when no one is around, and it happens to come on the radio.
In my defense, I first heard it at an LDS sponsored dance.
No, I don't live in Utah.

Tiffany UnTwisted said...

You said cracking. hehe.

I ALMOST adored the playlist ... until you mentioned Of Montreal. Boo hiss. They're total crap, dude. My confidence in your impeccable musakiness just fell about 500 notches. Build it back up with something good next time please. (Although you were almost redeemed because I heart Shake It by Metro Station SO much, but helas, even that wasn't enough.)