B and I went out to Denver this past weekend to celebrate the wedding of our friends Lauren and Coley (who, in my secret desire to have a career as a matchmaker/yenta, I set up!) and we had an awful time getting out of NEPA. Flights cancelled, hour+ drive to an alternate airport, delays galore. To make up for it, United bumped us to first class.
On Sunday we went to Boulder to spend the next two days there. By this point B was already talking about moving out there someday. A stay at the incredible St. Julien and a gorgeous little Sunday supper at The Kitchen sealed the deal.
There was a couple sitting next to us having The Kitchen’s legendary tomato soup, and the woman took a picture of it. She was all, “I just always love taking pictures of the incredible meals we have”, and I was like, “I know. I get it.”
This is the “snack” they give you. That wine glass you see there never went below the half full mark. There are hot towels! And comfy chairs! And fancy cookies! I took so many pictures B had to tell me to cut it out. So basically, we never should have taken the upgrade, because now I never want to fly coach again.