My Valentine day was pretty much a classic: restaurant, going to a huuuuuge shop with plants that I like to call my Disneyland, driving around, coming home cause Luca was hungry. The restaurant was very special. It is closed to our place, and every time we passed by we saw it was full, so, naturally we draw the conclusion it must be a good one. So, Pascal made reservation and I guessed in the moment I stepped in the car what the destination would be. They have a beautiful decorated interior, a playing room, a playing ground outside (I find it outrageous in Romania that you don't find ONE place where you can change your baby, or a baby seat - when we were walking in Herastrau, we asked every restaurant, got a negative answer and we had to change the baby on the grass), they even had a place where you can leave your horse (just like in the wild west!), taking into account that the restaurant it's very close to a nature place, and in the summer lot of people go for horseback riding in the area! Food-very good, service-impeccable, price-reasonable! I have some photos from Bomberna also (the plants shop), and some with my "flowers in a red pot" (I love red, and complained last time when I got an orchid that the pot wasn't red!). In the evening we wanted to order some Chinese food. Pascal waited for like an hour, the restaurant was full, plus around 15 people waiting to order "take away". He called another Chinese, then another: none of them were taking orders anymore, they couldn't cope with the affluence of clients! Talking about financial crisis!! at 9.30 pm, I had very long hunger-teeth, and nothing out of the freezer!! So, my husband goes back. he says to the girl who takes the orders: "you know I come here a lot, don't you? You know I come 3-4 times a week (I love Chinese n.b.)! Well, if you don't take my order now, this is the last time I come!" Wow, this is amazing coming from Pascal (he must love me :)!)who is such a polite person, and whom, before knowing me, would have NEVER done this! But, this is what comes out from being married to a Romanian, I guess! The girl took the order, somebody else who ordered at 18.45 (he was holding a note with the order and the hour, and it was 21.45!!) made a big fuss, but...we had our way! We were eating joyfully while watching "Pretty woman". How was yours?