But I've never eaten a meal that was so good anyone cried.
None of us cried, but we were all stunned into speechlessness upon our first bite of each course. I mean, we knew he was good, but -- ffffuck. Spectacular.
Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
But I've never eaten a meal that was so good anyone cried.
None of us cried, but we were all stunned into speechlessness upon our first bite of each course. I mean, we knew he was good, but -- ffffuck. Spectacular.
here's wishing stage one, no-chemo-required cancer to her.
This. Hec, I'm sorry. Much ~ma for everyone.
Mr. Daisy is indeed FTW.
The problem with tequila, for me, is that my id gets jacked up to 11 on it. No one needs that much juliana in their lives. Not even me.
Yay -t!!
Happy birthday, Debet!!!
Went to dinner at Sushi Groove with Martin last night, and I think we managed to eat our weight in sushi. So nummy. So tasty. So awesome. He was super-attentive and funny, and listened to me babble on about cyberpunk vs. steampunk and the aesthetics of both. Then, at the bars we stopped in on our way home, he got reminded that his friends like me as much as he does. It was a Good Night.
I also observed that while Russian Hill has awesome stores and restaurants, it's basically Marina East.
And then I'll be in town Saturday afternoon (the 25th) through Sunday evening, with The Boy in tow.
Whoo!!!
Cute shoes, GC!
renews plans to go to Waterbury soon
Hey! When is he going to be back in VT? I can't go if he's not there!
Wow, Steph, that sounds *delicious*!! I want!!!
Note to Lady Setting Up Interview With Me: If you are sending me a fedex of important documents...like the interview schedule...it'd be nice if you MENTIONED that, so that I could arrange to be home for the fedex guy. Instead, I had no idea, nearly missed him, and will not be around to go get it at the FedEx facility. Gah.
I've eaten some really good foods here and there, but no fantasmical, orgamiscal meal.
You get back here, and I'll change that. (In a totally unporny way, seriously! Well, maybe a little porny.)
Tep, that meal sounds freakin' AWESOME.
Thanks, y'all.
So, if we go to Vermont we can get yummy beer AND amazing food from Steph's brother? Is that right?
I kind of love the Spam and PBR thing.
God, Gloomcookie's post in Beep Me reminds me why, although I love DC, I need to move...stupid LACK OF REPRESENTATION IN MY OWN GODDAMN FUCKING CONGRESS.
Please, y'all, tell your representatives (since I fucking can't) that they should approve DC Voting rights?!?!
When I think about it too long, it makes me furiously angry that there are people out there who think that it is even REMOTELY FUCKING OK that there are some half a million of us who have no voice in Congress (sure, Eleanor Holmes Norton kicks some wicked ass, but with no vote, and no senators, we're kinda fucked here)
GRRRRRR.
Um, but I do love those flowery shoes, gloomcookie!
I'm seriously lacking in any chef-type relatives and it pisses me off.
Mmmm...someone called me from a 310 area code and left no message. Didn't recognize the number.
Apropos of nothing, I want to learn how to make gnocchi. Nom nom nom.
Or, gnom gnom gnom.
As it were.
My little sister made the best bruschetta I've ever had last week. It didn't have any fancy mushrooms, just the usual suspects.