I wish every weekend was Memorial Day weekend. That would, however, mean that I would weigh 10 trillion pounds. Here's a list of what we ate over the course of the last 4 days:
Dinner: tapas at the Iberian Pig in Decatur...meh
Breakfast: Ria's black bean benedict with avocado and a gratuitous side of sour cream (and a bite of Jame-o's brisket breakfast) + 2 cups of coffee
Lunch: vodka and grapefruit juice. Or a margarita. I don't really remember...
Dinner (w. Jame-o's parents - so fun): the Angry Mussels from JCT Bar + glass of pinot grigio/ San Genaro pizza from Antico Pizza + 1/2 a bottle of wine.
Dessert (Is it bad that by 'Dessert' I mean 'That time of day when I binge drink like I'm still in college'?): we met up with Philip at The Bookhouse and played Jeopardy and I proceeded to drink like 11 beers and a shot that tasted like cake. barf.
Brunch: bacon and tomato eggs, cafe lattes
Lunch (at like 3:30): La Fonda fish tacos, guacamole, gigantor glass of water
Dinner: homemade chili dogs, not-homemade potato salad and (for reasons I still haven't figured out) made-from-scratch caramel corn with spicy peanuts. In some circles, I think it's referred to as crack. Seriously. So. Good.
Breakfast: pancakes and sausage and a big side of why-don't-my-pants-fit-anymore?, coffee
Lunch: watermelon spears, Trader Joe's spicy california roll (split), kalamata olive hummus and pita chips, heaping handfuls of caramel corn when no one was looking
Snack: Dark & Stormy's
Dinner: chili dogs - round two (for Memorial Day), again with the caramel corn (although this time I had to stuff it into my face alone, as Jame-o was in a food coma, eyes glazed over watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Wow. I'm going into a serious shame spiral having re-lived it all. Clearly, the only answer is to put on my muumuu, turn off the lights and have some more caramel corn. Maybe if I pureed it, I could inject it directly into my veins...
Here's Jame-o and me at the beach.
I don't know why I'm upside-down. (source)