Wednesday = morning conference call day… AKA Venti Mocha Misto day!
Fastest breakfast I could muster while on my call. Nanner with AB.
Super craving sammich! Mixed salami. I often forget how much I love salami. Especially on a smooooshy cheese bun with lettuce, tomato, olive oil mayo, mustard and some light Laughing Cow. Nom.
Nice. Nothing like a mid-day face mask for the whole interwebz to see.
Drinking up day old coffee over ice is how I roll.
Afternoon snackeroo courtesy of my mailbox and the lovely folks at Kashi.
Date night. Casual dinner for a hungry duo. I wanted Michael to try my favourite soup at Ferris’s Grill…sadly they’ve made some minor changes (or maybe were having an off night) and everything just seemed a wee bit under par.
Big, cheap IPA. Too hoppy for me.
Their usually perfect mixed fries were still tasty but we must have got the bottom of the basket because they were all teeny tiny.
My house salad with Creamy Lemon Feta was still yummy but just not the best I’ve ever had there. Considering the beautiful tomatoes in stores right now these were pretty sad. :(
Michael’s Oysters Rockefeller were not actually Rockefeller. Even our server explained that they are not a true Rockefeller (in there defense it is described on the menu). So our question is: why call them Rockefeller if that’s not what they are? Weird, no?
My beloved Chicken Penne Soup. Slightly smaller portion (boooo!) and although it was still tasty there was just something different about it. Thankfully Michael enjoyed it, but overall I was disappointed that I’d raved about it and our expectations weren’t met.
Here’s hoping it was just a one-off and next time everything is perfect and scrumptious the way I know it to be.
We drowned our sorrows in a bigass bowl of cherries for a late dessert while movie watching.
Cherries always save the day! Someone should make them a cape.