After the final whistle at Will’s soccer game, we kissed the kids, checked our watches, and all but ran to the car.
We were on our way to Portsmouth, NH, for a quick anniversary get-away. We had 24 hours. Our anniversary lands in early fall, the high season for sports in our house; football and soccer were in full swing. But with lots of finagling, and help from Scott’s parents, we managed to squeeze in a short get-away to celebrate.
Stay: The Sise Inn
This gorgeous Victorian is the perfect alternative to a bed and breakfast. Our large corner room reminded me of my grandmother’s house–in a good way. The furniture was antique, the bedspread was white and nubby, the lamps were brass, and everything was clean, clean, clean. The Sise Inn has 34 rooms hidden away in its interesting maze of hallways and stairwells. Just blocks away from bustling Congress Street, we felt secluded but not isolated. A lovely spot. After we checked in and dropped our bag, we went into town.
Visit: Strawberry Banke Museum
This living history museum, a la Plimouth Plantation, is dotted with historic homes and pretty gardens. By the time we stumbled upon the museum, it was closing time, so we explored the outer gardens. It is a very romantic spot (though I know the kids would dig it, too). We walked away holding hands, ready for a drink.
Drink: The Green Monkey
Scott and I are the best of drinking buddies. So naturally, we bar hopped around town before and after dinner. Of all the places we stopped, this was our favorite spot. I’d never had an honest to goodness martini (I figure the frou-frou appletinis don’t count), so I decided to give it a try. It arrived dirty, lots of olives, with a small monkey hanging off the side. Yum.
Shop: Marco Polo
Let me just say, post-martini shopping is the best. And there are so many fun shops all over Portsmouth’s Market and Congress streets. It’s hard to choose a favorite, but Scott and I had the best time in Marco Polo. Silly novelties of the Fred Flare variety (think bacon band-aids and Life is Crap mugs) kept us laughing–and buying. Another favorite, for girly goods: Serendipity.
Dinner: The Black Trumpet
When we finally made our way to dinner, we were starving. The Black Trumpet was ready for us with delicious food and an atmosphere to match. The two-levelled restaurant is tucked away in small alley by the water. The dark wood and exposed brick interior made us feel cozy on one of the first chilly nights of fall. We were lucky to get a window looking out at the tug boats (request one if you visit). It was the perfect spot for an anniversary dinner for two sometimes-foodies.
Breakfast: The Friendly Toast
After a night of the three Ds (dinner, dancing, and debauchery) we needed a good breakfast. We slid into a 1950’s era kitchenette at The Friendly Toast, and ordered off a menu filled with homemade breads, specialty teas, and a wide selection of omelets and breakfast burritos. This kitschy breakfast spot came highly recommended, and we loved the circus-esque memorabilia and old-time advertisements that filled the place. Bellies and hearts full, it was the perfect finish to a happy 24 hours in Portsmouth.