Tonight we celebrated our seven year anniversary, with dinner at Boulevard on the Embarcadero. Helen and I started dating on Feb. 27, 1999, and were married on the same day two years later.
It's always gratifying when people call or write on this special day. Tonight Mom called as I was riding along in the train to meet Helen (thanks Mom!). This morning Professor Fawole--our host in Nigeria last summer--sent us a note of congratulations. Helen and I were both extremely impressed by his memory.
When we married Geja's, a great fondue place in Chicago, was our place for the anniversary splurge. Eventually we grew fond of Blue Hill in New York. Tonight Boulevard had a bustling air and great service, but I'm not sure yet if it will be a keeper.
The restaurant doesn't matter all that much in the end, of course. But a caring relationship, tender feelings, and big smiles matter very much indeed. Here's to seven more years of all of those.