Am still swooning over last night’s dinner at The Hungry Cat in Hollywood, one of our very very favorite restaurants in LA. My husband and I got a little gussied up—he wore a pink and green pocket square I got him for Christmas from Hermès that has sort of a Beverly Hills Hotel wallpaper pattern happening. And I busted out some aubergine fishnets I got in Dublin, Ireland, a few years ago and my wedding shoes, which are palest platinum metallic d’orsay heels from Brian Atwood. They look kind of vintage. I only wear them a couple times a year, like on our anniversary or Valentine’s Day! So dinner. We started with half dozen oysters, some peeled shrimp (Mr Foodinista’s favorite) and a prickly sea urchin from the raw bar, which is my absolute fave. For our entrées, Mr Foodinista went with the Alaskan king crab legs, grain mustard buttery sauce and toast, while I went with house-made pappardelle with dungeness crab, more sea urchin!!!!, English peas and topped with a slow-cooked egg. Mercy! I washed it down with a couple glasses of Tasmanian Riesling while Mr Foodinista—totally out of left field—went with a Dark & Stormy. And then when the check came, we were informed that my sister had taken care of dinner! What an awesome date night. Thank you, Claire!!!