I’m up at 3:45 am, whee. Not because my baby is awake, she is fast asleep. I’m just an insomniac tonight. Maybe because I had not one but two girly drinks at dinner. The alcohol is a depressant, but the sugar kicks in later on, and can definitely keep you awake.

We had our monthly ladies night dinner at Paella Bar in Poulsbo. I was blown away by the food. The six of us ended up ordering fourteen different small plates to share, plus three desserts, and everything, EVERYTHING, was outstanding. Dates wrapped in thick, salty bacon. Marinated mushrooms with goat cheese. Enchilada mole. Catfish fritters. Chocolate whiskey ice cream. Mango mojito. I think this place eclipsed Mor Mor, at least for now, and Mor Mor has awesome food. Who would have thought that this little Norwegian village has two world-class restaurants?

The place was slammed, too. We were lucky to get there when we did, at six. It always pleases me to see shops and restaurants on Front Street crowded. The whole street is nothing but small, local businesses and I want them all to thrive. So many have closed down in the past two years. It was depressing there for a little while. But it seems to be making a little comeback.

When I got home, I heard Freya shrieking from the living room, “Mama!!” and then saw her little face smiling at me. She did a little happy dance. God I love her.