Waking up on Sunday morning with a food hangover I realized I hadn't eaten anything out of my own kitchen since Friday at 6:55 a.m. when I wolfed down half a banana.I spent the better part of this weekend in restaurants and bars.
This is how it went down:
Friday noon: Sushi Nami Royale (Clayton Park)
I had...a spicy salmon maki.
It was...not enough food for a strapping young lass such as I.
In the future I would...order two.
The vibe there is...class in the middle of a strip mall.
Friday eve: The Fireside
I had...a lamb burger, caesar salad and as many rye and gingers as I could fit in whilst happy hour prices were still relevant.
It was...unfortunate that I didn't get there earlier to really get a bang for my buck.
In the future I would...strap a flask to my leg for when happy hour ends.
The vibe there is...oddly pretentious. Do you really need two snotty hosts at the door? I think not.
Saturday morn: Two If By Sea
I had...pain au chocolat, a coffee and a sweet tart from a germ-ridden communal valentine candy bowl that said, "bip moi" on it. Bip moi? Is that what the kids call it these days?
It was...a miracle that my arteries didn't immediately close over. Holy butter. And not so big on the chocolate in the croissant being melted chocolate chips. I think the French would probably faint from horror?
In the future I would...have a Montreal bagel instead. The coffee was delish.
The vibe there is...fantastic! I heart Dartmouth! Vive le darkness!
Saturday noon: Mexico Lindo
I had...a sinking feeling when my plate came and I saw my chicken burrito.
It was...less than ideal. An authentic Mexican restaurant should have corn tortillas.
In the future I would...probably not eat there again. Which disappoints me.
The vibe there is...really uncomfortable when the couple two tables over is arguing audibly.
Saturday eve: The Foggy Goggle
I had...fancy mac and cheese, St. Ambroise Apricot Wheat Ale and half a brownie with homemade butterscotch sauce
It was...a meal wracked with guilt when I thought about the rest of the food I had eaten already that day.
In the future I would...not eat carbs and 3 different kinds of cheese after 9 p.m.
(Who the hell am I kidding? Of course I would.)
The vibe there is...oddly quiet when the food is really good and it's cozy. Wtf?
So, 24,000 calories and 75 million grams of fat later...
This week I shall do nothing but butt clenches and eat cucumber slices.
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