Despite having that damn wisdom tooth that is causing me grief, Dude and I went on a date last night. It was our monthly fine dining date and it was goooooooood. We went to a restaurant called Blue Hour in the Pearl District. As soon as we sat down and I opened the wine list, I knew my foodie palate would be sated. Any restaurant that has a selection of more than five white burgundies is going to offer up an excellent meal. It is a clear indicator that they take things very seriously. And that's what I love. Serious food. Inventive, playful, sophisticated - all are good adjectives, but the food must also be serious. It doesn't have to be expensive and fancy - just serious.