Tuesday marks the end of my maternity leave so before starting work again I decided to take a trip to Dallas.
Ben and I are so lucky as parents, Tove doesn’t mind her car seat at all and she’s already a socialite at restaurants. She’s never been fussy or even attempted to make a scene so we decided to meet Taylor and her fiancé Blake for dinner on Saturday night at a restaurant called Haywire. It’s located at Legacy West in Plano and serves new American cuisine.
We had an early reservation and if the hostess hadn’t left us standing off to the side for 14 minutes while our table was ready I would have nothing but positive things to say about our experience. Taylor had booked the reservation and got us a perfect table upstairs on the patio overlooking the stage/courtyard area. We got lucky with the weather as well, so I wasn’t all hot and bothered 😅
We started with the “chefs 4” which included mini Elk tacos, queso, giant onion rings, and fried tomatoes. All of which was delicious. I’m normally not a huge fan of onion rings but man they were good.
For the main I got a lighter fare, the grilled Caesar salad and a side but Ben went for a bone in 18oz steak and he was VERY pleased with how it turned out. He was even picking the meat from the bone once he was ‘done’ eating 😅.
Next time I’m getting the snapper. Blake got it and it looked so good. Oh and definitely try the Mac and cheese at Haywire, it’s flavorful and the texture is on point.
I’ve recently been working with SACC (the Swedish American Chamber of Commerce) as their marketing director!
We have a speaker series where we feature one speaker at an event every month. So far i’ve attended three, but last nights was pretty impressive. The CFO from Ericsson came to speak and we had a sponsor who rented a local in downtown Plano at 34 Events.
Although i was stood by the entrance making sure each guest was registered, i met a lot of influential individuals. I think the total amount who attended was closer to 55-60!
Sometimes having a different heritage is pretty cool. Not so much when one guy read my name tag and went “My SACC… my sack… he he.” …Oh well, you can’t have it all.