We’ve all heard this, right?And I’m willing to bet all equally annoyed when someone mutters it. Regardless of the day or time of year, there always seems to be something taking place – for families and empty-nesters to everyone in between. Our problem is that we just can’t seem to make time to take advantage of the constant happenings, especially now that we are trying to adjust to the new norm, aka the craziness of having two kids. But this past weekend was the exception. This past weekend, we did it all.
The weekend kicked off with our family tradition: Friday night pizza pie. For the past year-ish we’ve been going to Joey’s in Chagrin Falls. Now I’ll be the first to admit this is not a great restaurant, at least in my opinion. Seriously – if they made some tweaks and really focused on improving the quality of food, this place could be a gold mine, especially given its location. They could also stand to spruce up the place. But all things aside, there’s something about it that pulls us in – and truthfully, the pizza isn’t that bad, which is what we always order. Perhaps it’s because this was my family’s go-to place when I was a kid, or because we like to pretend we live in The Falls. Whatever it is, it’s become our family place for pizza pie and my daughter can’t get enough of it.
On Saturday night we headed out, sans kids, to meet our friends at the new Crop. I’ll actually share more on this visit later via Metromix, but let’s just say each of us was really
taken aback by how magnificent the space is. I’m actually quite surprised to hear some mixed reviews on its new location in the former bank. At least for us, we were in awe from the moment we stepped in. And the food was really good, too!
For once, I was able to stay up past my bedtime so we headed to the Velvet Tango Room. Ironically, this was actually the first time I’ve been to the VTR at night. Usually we go pre dinner. And I must admit, I think I like the vibe much better when it’s still light out (yes, I realize I’m part senior citizen…). It’s less crowded and the service is better (staff is more relaxed, not as tense and more friendly overall). But the one constant, regardless of time of visit, is that the drinks are still exceptionally made. One of our friends, who has never been, commented how interesting it was to watch them make each drinks with such precision and care.
On Sunday, post a slight cocktail-induced headache, we packed up the kids and hit the Yours Truly in our make believe town of Chagrin Falls for breakfast, then went straight to Patterson. This also has become a yearly tradition: pumpkins and fritters. Are they the best fritters? Not necessarily. But there’s nothing like heading here each fall to split one, while soaking in all the seasonal surroundings, hectic crowds and of course, pumpkin pickin’.
The weekend wrapped up with a family fall hike through the Metroparks, complete with Stella, our dog, who finally got to join in some fun. Every time we walk around the parks, regardless of which reservation we’re at, I am always in awe of just how beautiful the grounds are and just what a gem this system is.
Yeah, it’s a shame there’s never anything going on.




