Now I know that technically my friends and I are outside the age window to be in any way considered 'Hipsters', unless of course you would be talking about people who have an increased chance of acquiring a hip fracture during their everyday activities. That being said we found ourselves at a restaurant last night that may have been considered a little out of our 40-50 year old, 80s, Huey Lewis and the News hip to be square comfort zone.
About a year ago my husband and I decided that since the kids are ever more rapidly approaching the age when they will move out of our house -notice I said when not if- we should make more of an effort to carve out some time for the two of us to go out together even if it was just for a walk or a coffee, anything to make sure we still like each other and have something to talk about without the benefit of distractions like kids, house, sports, pets, homework........need I say more?
Being gluttons for punishment we decided to try and coordinate with 2 other couples to meet us for dinner. It took 3 months, but we found a date. Now to find a place. Two of us live fairly close, but the third couple live on the other side of town, so we decided to meet in the middle.
Mexican was the fare of choice. I have the Original Taco House on my list of things to do this year. It has been around forever and is supposed to be great, but the location can get complicated on a weeknight with traffic etc. so we moved the search a little closer in. The people who work downtown would meet us there and the rest would carpool. We started google-ing Mexican restaurants in the general area and checked the menus and websites for something moderately priced, after all we still have kids at home sucking the life out of our checking accounts, remember?
We came upon Que Pasa Cantina http://quepasacantinapdx.com/. It looked great, was right where we wanted to be, had a diverse menu and the price was right. Game on! We were entering the trendy Hawthorne area, cute cafes, food carts, yarn shops. We may have been exceeding the maximum age, there were no skinny jeans, plaid ties, or Ray Bans, no one is gluten free or lactose intolerant. We were living on the edge!
By some sort of bizarre traffic karma we arrived before the agreed upon 6pm. Lucky for us! Happy Hour from 4-6. The Margaritas (you may recall I am a connoisseur) were fantastic! Chips and guac, YUM! All of our dinners were excellent, and dessert? The warm cinnamon brownie with Mexican caramel. There aren't words. The weather was perfect for an evening walk, the sunset was gorgeous, we may not be hipsters, but I think we just might go again.
Tragically un-hip and loving it!