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[cupcake_goth]

This past weekend, we did the last bit of celebrating of our 20th anniversary: we had dinner at a super high-end, fancy restaurant. Canlis.

It wasn't the fanciest place we've ever eaten - that would be The Herbfarm, which is still the best dining experience I've ever had. But Canlis is a Seattle institution. If you say super fancy restaurant in Seattle to folks of a certain age, Canlis is what comes to mind.

Which means I was mildly freaked out. Not because it was a super fancy place - again, we've been to The Herbfarm - but because of my personal history and issues. I grew up poor. Not "where is the next meal coming from?" poor, but I knew from a very young age that we didn't have money for extra things. So I never, ever expected to go to Canlis. Ever. When the Stroppy One suggested it, my eyes bugged and I may have hyperventilated a bit.

I'm glad we went. It was a lovely evening. But there's always going to be a tiny part of my brain going "Holy crap, I went WHERE?!"

(For the record, The Walrus and the Carpenter has better steak tartare.)

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[solstice_lilac]

Wow, wow. Happy twenty years! What a lovely way to celebrate it! Just this dessert looks stellar.

I know what you mean about feeling the awe. I love going out to eat, but can't afford even casual places regularly, and my upbringing (while well enough off) was pretty frugal. A place like this is definitely a rare treat and a bit intimidating. It's reassuring, in a way, that a more affordable place did a better steak tartare.

Do they have a dress code? Did you wear something special? I apologize for being nosy but I also love the shallow fashion details... :D

[cupcake_goth]

That's dark chocolate "parchment" over the dessert, which had to be shattered with a spoon to get to the rest of it. I have no idea how such a thing is made, but I was fascinated by it.

They sort of have a dress code: "dressy", with no casual or athletic attire, and gentlemen must wear a suit or sport coat. Mind you, I saw a lot of other women in outfits that *I* would not call "dressy", but I realize I have very different standards for that sort of thing. (However, leggings? Not dressy. I'm going to stand by that statement.)

I wore a long skirt from Kambriel, a black high collar blouse with cascading ruffles and tightly buttoned cuffs that went halfway up the sleeves, my long red velvet waistcoat, and my hair pulled back with a fascinator with veiling and black and red roses.

[kambriel]

Hooray skirt!!! I'm honoured to have had you carry a little of my spirit with you there on such a loving & momentous occasion :)