Tonight I went to dinner at Continental Divide (there’s not website, otherwise I would link, I promise), with some of the loveliest girls in the world.
I know what you are thinking: Sarah, you went out on a SCHOOL NIGHT?!?!?!?!
Yes, ladies and gentleman, this little old lady is trying her best to ascribe to the Tams’ philosophy of life: “Be young, be foolish, be happy.” (Well, OK, maybe I’m not trying to be foolish, but some of you might disagree considering I’m about to move across the country towards no certain job and no certain future, while I probably could get 2 or 3 positions here in Charlottesville at this point. So, yeah, I guess you could consider it foolish, but my crazy decisions have worked for me before…) Besides, I have found that inevitably when I do something out of my routine, like go out to dinner during the week, it always makes the week either go by faster, or just seem a little happier. (See: “Be happy,” above.)
The last time I went to Continental Divide (famous for this sign on the window as it’s only marker)….
(There is no sign that says Continental Divide. You just have to know that it’s there.)………..it was my 25th birthday and Stephen Kellogg (the numerously aforementioned love-of-my-life singer/songwriter) was playing a small solo opening gig (for Dar Williams) just next door. [I did believe this was fate. I mean, my favorite singer. On my birthday. In my town. Seriously.]
After a special “Birthday Margarita” made by the bartender, which was, in fact, one of the best I think I’ve ever had, the whole group of us had tried to sit down to eat..but the wait had been too long and I had to go see SK, so I ended up not eating and, instead, passing an hour enraptured by the soulful melodies of the man.
Clearly I was not upset by this, but I was now looking forward to actually eating at the restaurant, especially since I would be doing so with such fun company. [Granted, at about 3:30, after having a harrowing day/afternoon and having to lecture my kids at least three times about behavior and it not being the last week of school yet....all I wanted was to go home, watch Parenthood on DVR, and go to bed....but I knew I'd be happier if I spent some time with friends.]
Margaritas were ordered….but not for me. (It WAS a school night after all…I can’t be THAT foolish…)
I realize that the fuzzy quality of this picture makes it seem like I might have just lied and did, in fact, imbibe, but I promise, I stuck to water. [I really need to drink more of it.]Elizabeth ordered a plate of “Red, Hot, and Blue” Nachos for us to share.
The “Red, Hot, and Blue” nachos are blue corn chips with jack cheese, red onion, green onion, and goat cheese….served with deliciously spicy salsa.Katie’s meal was Southwestern Enchiladas…
…which are served with black beans, rice, and a pumpkin muffin (?) (!) [That muffin was very tasty...I sampled, of course. 
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Kayti ordered the veggie fajitas, which I secretly (or not so secretly) coveted, as the vegetables were perfectly crisp-tender, and the plate just looked so delicious.
I ordered the much-raved-about Tuna Tostada, which is grilled tuna served on black bean puree with melted goat cheese and red pepper coulis.
I figure it was time to break my vegetarian vow, and if I was going to do it, I was doing it for tuna. Man, I love raw (and raw-ish) fish.
I brought home the tuna for a potential Friday night dinner special…
Yummy meal, and I felt pleasantly full, but not gross, “too much Mexican in my tummy” stuffed. (Hopefully I won’t feel a tostada brick in my stomach in the morning….)
