I am hungry. They are hungry and I am on my own tonight with no back-up. The last thing I feel like is a battle royal over dinner and then cleaning up the kitchen. Sooooo I channeled my inner Katniss, I dug deep and took the boys out to dinner by myself. I was strategic, of course, but you never know what the boys can bring.
I made 5:30 (early birdie) reservations at Zahav while the boys were taking their naps. I picked Zahav for several reasons. I love it there. It is family friendly. Parking would be totally doable (no stroller needed). Finally, I know the menu like the back of my hand and I was pretty sure I could get in and out without incident in 60 minutes.
In my big red bag I stashed: 1. empty sippy cup for Ollie- waitress will fill with club soda- which will distract and entertain. 2. iPad for and Henry back up emergency situations. 3. pretzel snacks for both boys. 4. red clown nose from the circus…if they are going to be unpredicatable, then so am I.
Here is how I survived and actually enjoyed myself.
–The early seating was key. I figured any disruption I would cause would only bother the early which are typically older and hard of hearing. Also I told them on the phone I would need a high chair and that I would also have a toddler with me. Our table was ready with a highchair already at the table. They also gave a great but off to the side table with a giant window.
–Next I ordered Henry a sour cherry ice tea and Ollie some bubble water (club soda). I also ordered out food. Here is what you order: Salatim & hummus with laffa. It is eight little dishes of vegetables (yes, that is right I knowingly ordered them veggies) that are prepared in the most tasty way possible. The hummus is accompanied by warm, fresh from the oven laffa (bread- but that does not do it justice). Most importantly it comes out at the speed of lighting. These are two dishes this place can do in its sleep. It might not sound like enough but trust me it is.
–Keep it moving. I always keep things moving. I ordered dessert while we were wrapping up dinner. I asked for the check when we got dessert.
The Result: Both boys had a good time. They were really interested in watching all the waiters, waitresses and busboys. Ollie ate like a pregnant women and downed as much pickles and ice cream as he could. Henry felt special with cherry ice tea he did a pretty good job at behaving and I never needed the iPad. Besides a few I happy, now I am angry shreiks from Ollie we got out alived and unembasressed!
* Sorry I did not have better pictures…There is a reason that MOM is in front of the word BLOGGER – instead of it being the other way around!