If you are ever in the Portland Metro area, you must have dinner at the Black Bear Diner in Beaverton.  Will and I took his sister there for dinner tonight and it. was. so. good.

The other fun part of the diner (besides the yummy food) is that the outside of their menu is designed to look like a newspaper from 1959.  You always hear about how much the prices have gone up but when you see a classified ad selling a 3 bedroom, 2 bathroom home with a yard, garage, family room and den for $16,000?  You almost fall out of your chair.  New cars for $2000? Jeebus.  It almost makes me want to live back then, but then I realized that I'd officially be considered "bad" because I'm living with my fiance before we are married.

When I mentioned this, Will said "it's still frowned upon you know," and Missy (Will's sister) and I looked at each other and almost at the same time said "I don't know anyone who didn't live together first!" and "Now its weird not to live together before you get married!"  Poor Will.  I think he really does want to live back in 1959.

I felt it was my duty to remind him that in 1959 he wouldn't be able to play WoW or spend so much time on the computer because…wait for it…there weren't any personal computers back then!  Will insists that he would love to work outdoors and has this romantic idea about being a farmer but whenever I suggest we do anything that doesn't involve climate control, he gets twitchy and says he'd rather stay home.  I say that the man who thinks walking a few blocks to the store instead of driving is "weird and un-American" would have a pretty hard time being a real farmer.  But because I want to be a good fiancee, I simply patted his knee and said "of course you'd rather work the land honey.  I totally understand," while rolling my eyes at his sister.

You know, 'cause I'm supportive and stuff.