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Posted on January 21st, 2009 in Are You Gonna Eat That?, Carnal Confessions, Does All Her Own Stunts, Made In Ontario, Mating And Relating, Photos

On Saturday, around noon, Jack and I departed for our anniversary over-night in Niagara On The Lake.  We weren’t in any rush, since our dinner reservations were for 6:30pm and we wanted a very laid back weekend.  Jackson-Triggs was our first stop of the afternoon, where we enjoyed a pairing of cheese and a flight of three wines.  Their tasting room overlooks their vineyard, and we sat right beside the window.  Even in the winter the expanse of snow-covered vines was quite charming.

After Jackson-Triggs, we made our way over to Cattail Creek, which is a tiny little winery and one of my personal favorites.  They offer complimentary tastings, and they are generous on the pour.  We bought a couple of bottles of wine, and a gorgeous candle holder, made from the rib of an old wine barrel.

We hit Peller Estates just before closing, and yet it was crowded with people who were visiting for the Ice Wine Festival.  They were roasting ice wine marshmallows on the patio, and drinking wine served from an ice bar (quite literally an outdoor bar craved from glass-like ice).  I wasn’t inclined to stand in the frigid temperatures, even for something as delicious sounding as an ice wine marshmallow, so we purchased a bottle of my favorite Ice Cuvée and got out of there.

After we’d wrapped up the winery tour (for the day) we checked into our room at the Prince Of Wales hotel.  Before I’d even made my way inside I was impressed with the service we received.  I will admit that I expected snobbery, typical of touristy and expensive hotels, but every person we dealt with was extremely friendly, welcoming, and helpful.  I felt like a rock star as we were guided down the hallways, which are clad in copper, embossed with intricate and elegant designs (see photos below).  There were paintings, framed by carved wood.  It was all very sophisticated, and beautiful, and everything I’d expected the inside of the hotel would be.

Our room was richly appointed (the towel warmer in the bathroom was perhaps my favorite part) although it immediately struck me as ‘old ladyish’.  We didn’t care, we were there to bask in the lap of luxury, and this was it.

I showered quickly and then we dressed for dinner at Escabèche.  I’d picked up a new top for the occasion earlier in the week, but I’d kept it a secret from Jack.  It looks something like this, except with a bold pattern in black, white, and different shades of green.  I think he was quite pleased with how it looked on me, because he tried to fuck me right then and there when I stepped out of the bathroom wearing it.  Unfortunately, it was time for dinner, and we didn’t want to miss our reservations.

After we were seated, besides the windows, with a view of the park across the street, we ordered a bottle of wine and San Pellegrino (which I discovered I like).   We toasted to 8 years of being together, and to how nice it was to escape for a night of indulgence, just the two of us.

We browsed the menu.  Jack decided on the Caesar salad to start, and I wanted the confit of duck salad, but I can’t tolerate the taste of cilantro.  When I enquired as to the removal of the offending herb from the dish I wanted, our waiter disappeared into the kitchen, and then emerged to inform me that the chef was going to make something for me with duck, sans cilantro.  The resulting salad was very delicious, and while I’m not accustomed to fine dining on a regular basis, I was impressed with the staff and with the flexibility of the chef.

For the main event, I ordered Guinea hen, and Jack had the steak.  Unfortunately, he was slightly disappointed with his meal.  There was nothing wrong with it, but it wasn’t the best piece of dead animal he’d ever tasted.  My baby bird on the other hand, was perfectly done, and quite tasty.

Dessert was comprised of Niagara apple pie with cinnamon ice cream, and berry and white chocolate bread pudding.  The cinnamon ice cream was possibly the best thing I’ve ever tasted.  I’d like to make an attempt at replicating it sometime this summer.

All in all, dinner was all kinds of fantastic.  We headed back to our room feeling content and ready for another bottle of wine and perhaps some chocolates that we’d brought along.  When I slipped into the bedroom to change, there was a pink rose perched on the pillow.

Jack went to fill a bucket with ice, and I slid into the lingerie he’d picked out for me some weeks back a La Senza.  He was stretched out on the bed, and the wine was on ice, when I stepped out of the bathroom.  I slid onto the bed beside him and he ran his hands over the silky fabric, making a noise which I could only interpret as approval.

Slowly I unbuttoned his dress shirt, which was discarded to the floor, followed by his pants, socks, and boxer briefs.  We kissed, and touched, and then I made my way down…

To be extra cheeky, I took a small handful of ice from the bucket and dropped them into my mouth before I proceeded to go down on him. He moaned and lifted his hips in response, which I can only assume meant that he loved the hot on cold sensation.

Before he had a chance to cum, I straddled his lap and slipped his cock into my eager pussy.  I began rocking gingerly at first, and then with more enthusiasm.  My cunt gripped his cock, reluctant to let it slip in or out.  He licked and sucked my nipples while I leaned forward and gripped the headboard for leverage.  When he could stand it no longer he exploded, groaning gutturally several times before heaving a sigh of utter bliss.

We opened the wine and curled up on the bed together, taking quietly and nibbling dark chocolate covered caramels with sea salt.  It was getting late, and we slipped under the covers to cuddle, making love again before we fell asleep with our limbs jumbled together.

Jack’s alarm went off only a moment before a knock on the suite door announced the arrival of our breakfast in bed.  A tray was presented, heavy with pancakes, eggs, toast, sausage, a pot of coffee, and all of the necessary trimmings.  We enjoyed a leisurely morning meal, sipping coffee and feeding each other strawberries.  It was absolutely heavenly!  If you’re only going away for one night, I say, go all out!

After breakfast we showered, packed our things, and checked out of the hotel.  They allowed us to keep our vehicle in the valet parking, and loaded our suitcases into the truck for us while we went to wander the shops downtown.

At one shop I found these hilarious wine tags that I’d seen there before but hadn’t purchased.  They are hilarious!  I got one for each of us (Love Machine for Jack, Beauty Queen for V, and Kitchen Bitch for myself) and a few others for company (Spicy, Overserved, and Sauced).  I plan to order a bunch of others from the website, that I didn’t see at the store.  They are the best thing ever!

I also picked up an Elle lunch bag and a gorgeous grey pashmina.  It was really nice walking with Jack, holding hands, and being together.  I never wanted the weekend to end.

On our way out of wine country we made a stop at Strewn, where we tasted an ice wine milk shake.  It was totally delicious, and I bought a couple of bottles of their late harvest ice wine so that I can attempt to make it at home.  Yum!

We also visited a new favorite, Coyote’s Run Estate Winery, where we bought a couple of bottles (we were up to 9 in total by this time).  I prefer to support smaller wineries, like them and Cattail Creek, because often you can’t find their wines anywhere outside of their own wine boutique, which I feel makes drinking those wines an extra-special experience.

Jack and I stopped for sushi on the way home, and reveled in the final hour of our short vacation.  We  reminisced about the first days of our relationship over california rolls and slices of sashimi.  It felt weird to be there without the kids (one of our favorite places for family dinner out) but it was nice to have a peaceful meal, and we savored every moment.

After we’d settled in at the house V presented us with a beautiful wine decanter, complete with a decorative copper decanter charm that she’d made herself, with our wedding theme in mind (snowflakes, since it was a winter wedding).  It was very thoughtful, and touching.  She’s such a doll, that girl.

It was one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time, and I’m so, so grateful to have such an amazing person to share my life with.