Well, I made it through about half of a year doing this. I would have kept going, but there are personal things going on with my life and it doesn't seem right to expose my problems to the world when it would likely involve hurting other people, or at the very least, making public that which should be kept private, especially right now.
What I can say is that I'm happy. I'm REALLY happy right now. I've been settling for a high level of contentment, but just in the last week or so, I'm learning exactly how good life is. It's not perfect, but there are moments when I feel that way. Of course, there are other moments that absolutely suck. But right now, the good far outweighs the bad. I like it like that.
So I didn't quite make it a year, but this was a pretty great experience. And hey, maybe I'll start it up again sometime later on--after all, 2008 is far from over. I still have half of it left to really make something out of it.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Time machine
Tonight I went back to high school. Liz Phair played at the Fillmore and Jim won tickets to the show through Alice radio, so that was our Monday night. I was not a Liz Phair fan in high school, but as she played her set, I realized that I vaguely recognized half a dozen or so of the songs. And suddenly I was transported back to the days of flannel shirts and Doctor Martins, the heyday of Fiona Apple, Sarah MacLaughlin, and Ani DiFranco. Very strange.
It was also strange to see my peers singing along with the songs and screaming in adoration. Don't get me wrong--the venue was awesome and the show was pretty decent, too. I was just surprised at how diehard her fans were. They LOVED her. The girl in front of me screamed, "This is the best show I've EVER been to!!" I guess I was a little younger than the average attendee. I was more of the late chick rock era, circa Alanis Morissette. But I definitely knew who Liz Phair was. I just didn't realize that it was the 15th anniversary of her debut album. Or something like that. I didn't even know that the tour was to celebrate the 15th anniversary. Oh well. We definitely got our money's worth.
For dinner we went back to Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe. That was NOT what I had in mind at all. I was hoping for something new, or at the very least, a restaurant in San Francisco. But Rudy's we went. We got different food this time, sharing a quesadilla with grilled veggies and the sweet potato fries. For our mains, Jim went with the nightly special, chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, and veggies, and I got a crunchy Asian tofu salad.
To my surprise, the sweet potato fries were shoestring. I thought they'd be beefsteak cut. They were light and yummy, but ketchup didn't really go with them and they needed some sort of dipping sauce that I didn't get. I still ate a bunch, though. The star really was the quesadilla. It was really, really good. The veggies were a great touch, and the pico de gallo was super fresh with very sweet, ripe tomatoes.
My salad was really good. It had lettuce, green and purple cabbage, sprouts, red bell pepper, avocado, fried tofu, and sesame seeds. The sesame vinaigrette was really good and had some heat to it. The portion size was huge, and I wasn't able to finish it, but that was probably more due to stuffing my face with my half of the quesadilla and too many fries. The Shaking Jessie didn't help, either.
Jim's entree looked like the epitome of greasy diner food. I don't think Jim liked it all that much, although he didn't dislike it, either.
Anyway, we had a fun evening. The show was fun, and it was certainly a different Monday night than I'm used to these days.
It was also strange to see my peers singing along with the songs and screaming in adoration. Don't get me wrong--the venue was awesome and the show was pretty decent, too. I was just surprised at how diehard her fans were. They LOVED her. The girl in front of me screamed, "This is the best show I've EVER been to!!" I guess I was a little younger than the average attendee. I was more of the late chick rock era, circa Alanis Morissette. But I definitely knew who Liz Phair was. I just didn't realize that it was the 15th anniversary of her debut album. Or something like that. I didn't even know that the tour was to celebrate the 15th anniversary. Oh well. We definitely got our money's worth.
For dinner we went back to Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe. That was NOT what I had in mind at all. I was hoping for something new, or at the very least, a restaurant in San Francisco. But Rudy's we went. We got different food this time, sharing a quesadilla with grilled veggies and the sweet potato fries. For our mains, Jim went with the nightly special, chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, and veggies, and I got a crunchy Asian tofu salad.
To my surprise, the sweet potato fries were shoestring. I thought they'd be beefsteak cut. They were light and yummy, but ketchup didn't really go with them and they needed some sort of dipping sauce that I didn't get. I still ate a bunch, though. The star really was the quesadilla. It was really, really good. The veggies were a great touch, and the pico de gallo was super fresh with very sweet, ripe tomatoes.
My salad was really good. It had lettuce, green and purple cabbage, sprouts, red bell pepper, avocado, fried tofu, and sesame seeds. The sesame vinaigrette was really good and had some heat to it. The portion size was huge, and I wasn't able to finish it, but that was probably more due to stuffing my face with my half of the quesadilla and too many fries. The Shaking Jessie didn't help, either.
Jim's entree looked like the epitome of greasy diner food. I don't think Jim liked it all that much, although he didn't dislike it, either.
Anyway, we had a fun evening. The show was fun, and it was certainly a different Monday night than I'm used to these days.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Jim and I went to Rubio's tonight. Surprise! The cashier was pretty funny. Jim ordered his chicken burrito and the guy deadpans, "Sorry, we're out of chicken." I was a little confused at first but caught on faster than Jim. Later on, the dude said it was $5 to sit outside, and I said I'd better get a clean table for that much (he was out there wiping down tables). He then wiped a streak onto the table and held out his hand for the money. Good stuff. Although Jim forgot to hold the white sauce, he enjoyed his fish taco anyway. The nachos were good but unremarkable.
I ate dinner with my parents for the first time in who knows how long. We ate the enchiladas that I assembled the day before. My mom burned them, but they were still pretty good. I was all in all happy with how they turned out. They were awfully filling. We had them with the Spanish rice, which totally macked. I definitely did all right with that dish. Can't be mad at that one.
I ate dinner with my parents for the first time in who knows how long. We ate the enchiladas that I assembled the day before. My mom burned them, but they were still pretty good. I was all in all happy with how they turned out. They were awfully filling. We had them with the Spanish rice, which totally macked. I definitely did all right with that dish. Can't be mad at that one.
Morning, noon, and night
Just about everything I did today centered around food. I went absolutely nuts. I'm exhausted but quite pleased with the fruit of all of my efforts. I started off by baking a lemon pound cake with a cherry compote topping, a recipe courtesy of Cooking Light. I creamed together butter and sugar, added a couple of eggs, and then alternated the dry mixture of flour, salt, baking soda, and baking powder with lowfat buttermilk. Finally I folded in lemon juice, lemon zest, and a bit of fresh mint. I poured it into my greased and floured 10-inch bundt pan and baked it for 40 minutes at 350.
While it baked, I started in on the seitan chicken enchiladas, the experimental vegetarian version of Tyler Florence's chicken enchiladas, which Jim loves. I roasted tomatillos, jalapenos, onion, and garlic in a 400 degree oven for 15 minutes. On the stovetop, I sauteed diced onion, then added garlic, cumin, and flour before stirring in vegetable broth to make a vegetarian veloute. While it thickened, I went back to the roasted veggies, pureeing them in a food processor and adding cilantro, cumin, and salt. I put the chicken into the veloute and added some of the salsa verde and then headed out to church.
After church, I went back home to continue working on my food. I broke in my new cherry pitter by pitting 4 cups of cherries. What a freaking pain. If I had known how much work it was, I would have seriously reconsidered making any baked cherry dish. Guess that's why there aren't a whole lot of them out there--no one wants to put in all that work!
The cherries were cooked on the stovetop with sugar, cornstarch, water, and almond extract. Yum. I snuck a bite of the cake, which was good. I could taste the mint, but I would have liked more of a lemon flavor. But paired with the cherry compote, that cake is fantastic. It's hard to believe that it's a Cooking Light recipe. It seems just like a great regular dessert. My dad absolutely loved it.
While the compote cooked, I assembled my enchiladas. I realized too late that 3 pounds of vegetarian chicken is way more than 3 pounds of regular chicken because of the lack of bone deal. I felt kind of stupid when I realized this because I should have made the connection in a timely manner. But no matter. I pressed on, adding some extra vegetable broth into the chicken mixture for more moisture, since I couldn't spare a whole lot of salsa. I sampled the goods before starting to wrap the chicken up, and I was happy with the taste. I microwaved the tortillas and dipped them in a bath of salsa verde before adding the chicken and some low-fat Mexican cheese that I picked up at TJ's.
Assembling the enchiladas is actually a very quick process and they were in the fridge before I knew it. Jim called as I was working my way out of the door to go over to his place. We had an absolutely fantastic afternoon just spending time together.
For dinner we went to Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe. Jim is much more impressed with that place than I am. Don't get me wrong--I like it. I just don't love it like he does. I'm not going to rave about it, but it is still pretty good food. I got the same thing I did last time: a veggie triple decker sandwich with a salad. Jim got a chicken sandwich, and we had an appetizer of chili cheese fries, veggie chili of course. Besides the usual iced tea, we also split a Jessie's Shake, which may be even better than In-N-Out's milkshake. It's made of Guinness, espresso, and chocolate ice cream. It was absolutely amazing. I think I might have been able to drink an entire one by myself had I not held back.
My sandwich was pretty good, although for whatever reason, it seemed awfully greasy. I solved the problem by simply taking off the bread top, which had all of the oil. Jim's chicken sandwich had bacon and cheese and looked good. I do have to admit that their fries are super good--light and crispy. Mmm. I didn't really eat much of my salad because they didn't put the dressing on the side like I had asked.
So this round was a completely different experience. We ate outside and enjoyed the gorgeous day, plus it was an entirely different crowd. Because we came so early, the place was full of families and kids instead of the late night rocker crowd.
After dinner, we went across the overpass to walk along the Bay for a bit before Jim left for work. I couldn't get over how much cooler it was in Emeryville than at home. There was seriously a 20+ degree difference. I honestly thought my car's thermometer was broken when it said 80 degrees, because we had just left high nineties. But it made dinner and the walk so much nicer. Afterwards, I headed off to Whole Foods and did a quick bit of shopping before going home.
For whatever reason, I still felt like cooking that night, so after 10 pm, I started in on RFD's veggie burgers. I was much more efficient this time, and the entire process was much smoother, simply because I had a better idea of how to pace myself and what to expect. I shredded the tempeh and mixed in the tamari, water, oil, miso, salt and pepper, baking it off in the oven after mixing in some gluten flour. While that happened, I diced up all of the veggies and got to use fresh corn this time. I sauteed the mushroom, onion, corn, beet, carrot, bell peppers, and garlic and mixed it into the tempeh. Then the mixture went in batches into the food processor and finally I molded them into patties. The patties went into the fridge for the flavors to meld. Yeah, I was ready for bed after that.
While it baked, I started in on the seitan chicken enchiladas, the experimental vegetarian version of Tyler Florence's chicken enchiladas, which Jim loves. I roasted tomatillos, jalapenos, onion, and garlic in a 400 degree oven for 15 minutes. On the stovetop, I sauteed diced onion, then added garlic, cumin, and flour before stirring in vegetable broth to make a vegetarian veloute. While it thickened, I went back to the roasted veggies, pureeing them in a food processor and adding cilantro, cumin, and salt. I put the chicken into the veloute and added some of the salsa verde and then headed out to church.
After church, I went back home to continue working on my food. I broke in my new cherry pitter by pitting 4 cups of cherries. What a freaking pain. If I had known how much work it was, I would have seriously reconsidered making any baked cherry dish. Guess that's why there aren't a whole lot of them out there--no one wants to put in all that work!
The cherries were cooked on the stovetop with sugar, cornstarch, water, and almond extract. Yum. I snuck a bite of the cake, which was good. I could taste the mint, but I would have liked more of a lemon flavor. But paired with the cherry compote, that cake is fantastic. It's hard to believe that it's a Cooking Light recipe. It seems just like a great regular dessert. My dad absolutely loved it.
While the compote cooked, I assembled my enchiladas. I realized too late that 3 pounds of vegetarian chicken is way more than 3 pounds of regular chicken because of the lack of bone deal. I felt kind of stupid when I realized this because I should have made the connection in a timely manner. But no matter. I pressed on, adding some extra vegetable broth into the chicken mixture for more moisture, since I couldn't spare a whole lot of salsa. I sampled the goods before starting to wrap the chicken up, and I was happy with the taste. I microwaved the tortillas and dipped them in a bath of salsa verde before adding the chicken and some low-fat Mexican cheese that I picked up at TJ's.
Assembling the enchiladas is actually a very quick process and they were in the fridge before I knew it. Jim called as I was working my way out of the door to go over to his place. We had an absolutely fantastic afternoon just spending time together.
For dinner we went to Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe. Jim is much more impressed with that place than I am. Don't get me wrong--I like it. I just don't love it like he does. I'm not going to rave about it, but it is still pretty good food. I got the same thing I did last time: a veggie triple decker sandwich with a salad. Jim got a chicken sandwich, and we had an appetizer of chili cheese fries, veggie chili of course. Besides the usual iced tea, we also split a Jessie's Shake, which may be even better than In-N-Out's milkshake. It's made of Guinness, espresso, and chocolate ice cream. It was absolutely amazing. I think I might have been able to drink an entire one by myself had I not held back.
My sandwich was pretty good, although for whatever reason, it seemed awfully greasy. I solved the problem by simply taking off the bread top, which had all of the oil. Jim's chicken sandwich had bacon and cheese and looked good. I do have to admit that their fries are super good--light and crispy. Mmm. I didn't really eat much of my salad because they didn't put the dressing on the side like I had asked.
So this round was a completely different experience. We ate outside and enjoyed the gorgeous day, plus it was an entirely different crowd. Because we came so early, the place was full of families and kids instead of the late night rocker crowd.
After dinner, we went across the overpass to walk along the Bay for a bit before Jim left for work. I couldn't get over how much cooler it was in Emeryville than at home. There was seriously a 20+ degree difference. I honestly thought my car's thermometer was broken when it said 80 degrees, because we had just left high nineties. But it made dinner and the walk so much nicer. Afterwards, I headed off to Whole Foods and did a quick bit of shopping before going home.
For whatever reason, I still felt like cooking that night, so after 10 pm, I started in on RFD's veggie burgers. I was much more efficient this time, and the entire process was much smoother, simply because I had a better idea of how to pace myself and what to expect. I shredded the tempeh and mixed in the tamari, water, oil, miso, salt and pepper, baking it off in the oven after mixing in some gluten flour. While that happened, I diced up all of the veggies and got to use fresh corn this time. I sauteed the mushroom, onion, corn, beet, carrot, bell peppers, and garlic and mixed it into the tempeh. Then the mixture went in batches into the food processor and finally I molded them into patties. The patties went into the fridge for the flavors to meld. Yeah, I was ready for bed after that.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Jim claimed it had been a while since we last had In-N-Out, so that's what he wanted for lunch today. I'm not one to turn In-N-Out down, so he got no complaints from me, although I will dispute his claim that we haven't been there recently. And this blog proves it!
We got our usual order, which was pretty difficult considering how freaking packed the place was. The current heat wave must have made everyone want In-N-Out because the line was all the way to the door and the tables were jam packed, even outside. The AC couldn't keep up and it was actually pretty warm inside. I found us a corner table while Jim ordered.
The only good thing about a busy In-N-Out is that you have the potential for really great, fresh fries. I say potential because sometimes when they're rushing, you get the soggy, not-quite-done fries. But we definitely scored today. The fries were absolutely perfect! And on such a warm day, the Neapolitan shake was even better than usual. But then again, I like ice cream best when it's all soft and slightly melty anyway.
Jim didn't finish up with his swim lessons until quite late, so we ended up going to Walnut Creek around 7 or so. It was so toasty outside that we figured all we were good for was a movie. We did a bit of shopping before dinner because neither of us were particularly hungry. I got a couple of pairs of sandals from Macy's (a pair of Coach flip flops on sale for $54--considering the knockoffs at A's party were $40, I totally scored, and a pair of brown, slightly gladiator-esque sandals that Jim picked out). We also stopped at Sur La Table and Williams Sonoma for me. I got a set of polka dot ice cream bowls which are adorable (Jim was horrified) and the mugs and plates to finish off Sister J's cat series (we got her the bowls for her b-day). Everything was a super good price ($3.99 each), so I was quite happy with that. At Williams Sonoma, I got a corn zipper that has a mouse-like holder to catch all of the corn kernels and a cookbook holder (finally!!).
I had this plan to go to Le Cheval for dinner, but my crappy memory took us to Da Lat, another Vietnamese restaurant. Oh well. I checked out the menu and saw lots of vegetarian options, so we were brave and went for it. It turned out to be a great mistake, since dinner was really good.
We ordered way too much food, but that just means dinner for Jim for the rest of the week (it's too hot to cook!). We started out with spring rolls and egg rolls, which has become something of a tradition for us now. Jim actually really liked the spring rolls to my surprise. In reality, what he liked was the peanut dipping sauce, but I don't care. Anytime the boy likes something cold, it's a miracle. The egg rolls were waaaaaaay too greasy, but we had a leftover one, and reheated and drained, it should be really good. The deep fried noodle dish was crispy, light (deceptively so), and very tasty. Jim loved his orange chicken, which he said was different from Panda Express but still really good. He also got a chicken and shrimp soup, and he was pleased with the amount of shrimp in there (he said they didn't rip him off of the stuff). The tofu salad was the only disappointment. It was too oily to be light and didn't have enough flavor. It was just bland and greasy. Oh well. I think I could re-work it into a decent stir fry dish.
After dinner, we went to Whole Foods for a bit before heading off to finally see Indiana Jones. The movie actually wasn't that bad. It's certainly a movie I could have done without watching, but I'm not regretting that I did. Given the fact that I've only seen one out of the three (or is it four originals?), it clearly isn't a big interest of mine. But I enjoyed it, and it was certainly a nice reprieve from the heat.
We got our usual order, which was pretty difficult considering how freaking packed the place was. The current heat wave must have made everyone want In-N-Out because the line was all the way to the door and the tables were jam packed, even outside. The AC couldn't keep up and it was actually pretty warm inside. I found us a corner table while Jim ordered.
The only good thing about a busy In-N-Out is that you have the potential for really great, fresh fries. I say potential because sometimes when they're rushing, you get the soggy, not-quite-done fries. But we definitely scored today. The fries were absolutely perfect! And on such a warm day, the Neapolitan shake was even better than usual. But then again, I like ice cream best when it's all soft and slightly melty anyway.
Jim didn't finish up with his swim lessons until quite late, so we ended up going to Walnut Creek around 7 or so. It was so toasty outside that we figured all we were good for was a movie. We did a bit of shopping before dinner because neither of us were particularly hungry. I got a couple of pairs of sandals from Macy's (a pair of Coach flip flops on sale for $54--considering the knockoffs at A's party were $40, I totally scored, and a pair of brown, slightly gladiator-esque sandals that Jim picked out). We also stopped at Sur La Table and Williams Sonoma for me. I got a set of polka dot ice cream bowls which are adorable (Jim was horrified) and the mugs and plates to finish off Sister J's cat series (we got her the bowls for her b-day). Everything was a super good price ($3.99 each), so I was quite happy with that. At Williams Sonoma, I got a corn zipper that has a mouse-like holder to catch all of the corn kernels and a cookbook holder (finally!!).
I had this plan to go to Le Cheval for dinner, but my crappy memory took us to Da Lat, another Vietnamese restaurant. Oh well. I checked out the menu and saw lots of vegetarian options, so we were brave and went for it. It turned out to be a great mistake, since dinner was really good.
We ordered way too much food, but that just means dinner for Jim for the rest of the week (it's too hot to cook!). We started out with spring rolls and egg rolls, which has become something of a tradition for us now. Jim actually really liked the spring rolls to my surprise. In reality, what he liked was the peanut dipping sauce, but I don't care. Anytime the boy likes something cold, it's a miracle. The egg rolls were waaaaaaay too greasy, but we had a leftover one, and reheated and drained, it should be really good. The deep fried noodle dish was crispy, light (deceptively so), and very tasty. Jim loved his orange chicken, which he said was different from Panda Express but still really good. He also got a chicken and shrimp soup, and he was pleased with the amount of shrimp in there (he said they didn't rip him off of the stuff). The tofu salad was the only disappointment. It was too oily to be light and didn't have enough flavor. It was just bland and greasy. Oh well. I think I could re-work it into a decent stir fry dish.
After dinner, we went to Whole Foods for a bit before heading off to finally see Indiana Jones. The movie actually wasn't that bad. It's certainly a movie I could have done without watching, but I'm not regretting that I did. Given the fact that I've only seen one out of the three (or is it four originals?), it clearly isn't a big interest of mine. But I enjoyed it, and it was certainly a nice reprieve from the heat.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Jim and I went to Pelayo's for lunch today, which was quite grubbing. I definitely like the food there, although I couldn't help but be prideful, as my Spanish rice was better than theirs. :-) I got a super veggie burrito with whole beans, no cheese, and sour cream and guac on the side. Jim got a super chicken burrito with whole beans and no sour cream. They top their burritos with Ranchero sauce, which is more like salsa than anything else. I actually like it, which is unusual, since I typically prefer my burritos without sauce. It certainly helps that a) it doesn't taste like enchilada sauce like they usually do and b) they don't put a ton on.
Jim had swim lessons and I had a piano lesson, and between the two of us, we ran too late to eat at any non-chain restaurant. So we ended up at Red Lobster. I know! I hate everything about seafood--the look, the smell, the sound of it being taken apart and eaten. *shudder* But I wasn't all that hungry by the time dinner rolled around, and we didn't even get there until nearly 9, so I figured it was a good night to indulge Jim, who loves the stuff.
Fish, along with pork, is definitely something I struggle with cooking. I like the idea of cooking more fish for Jim, but it's so freaking expensive, and from everything I read, you have to get it super fresh, or else it's scat. And I have no real way of obtaining fresh seafood except at Whole Foods, but it's hard for me to go there and cook it up all on the same day.
So anyway, my long-winded point is that seafood is a good thing for Jim to eat out, because I refuse to make him crab or lobster. I've considered clam chowder, but clams aren't so icky. They're shells, and I've done my share of shell collecting over the years. And I did buy some frozen shrimp, but the idea was more for grilling them, and Jim can do all of the skewering. They come in a bag, so it's not like I have to actually look at them.
I couldn't believe it when Jim said he was going to get the crab linguine alfredo. I think my shocked look convinced him to go his normal route and get The Ultimate Feast, which was comprised of a lobster tail, crab legs, and two kinds of shrimp. He subbed clam chowder for his salad and got mashed potatoes for his side. I got an Apple-Walnut Chicken Salad with no chicken (duh) and the balsamic vinaigrette on the side. It was actually quite tasty and filling. I really liked the sun-dried tomatoes, which weren't oil packed, as well as the combination of blue cheese, walnuts, and apples. That tangy, rich, sweet combo is so yummy.
Of course, those cheddar biscuits also helped to satiate my hunger. I know they're terrible for me, but I can't help but love them. They're so buttery and cheesy and garlicky. Thankfully they were a little too salty for my taste tonight, so I wasn't too tempted to gorge myself on them.
Jim's lobster tail was, for the record, horrible. I honestly don't remember the tail having the little fin things on the end of it, but there it was, fanned out in all its disgusting glory. *double shudder* I built myself a view-blocking wall with the drink glasses so I didn't have to see it. Jim shared some of his mashed potatoes with me, which were pretty good.
For beverages, Jim picked out a Malibu Hurricane, which was naturally Malibu rum, plus tropical juices and a splash of Southern Comfort. It was really quite tasty. I even liked it.
After dinner, Jim and I watched an episode of BIg Love before calling it a night.
Jim had swim lessons and I had a piano lesson, and between the two of us, we ran too late to eat at any non-chain restaurant. So we ended up at Red Lobster. I know! I hate everything about seafood--the look, the smell, the sound of it being taken apart and eaten. *shudder* But I wasn't all that hungry by the time dinner rolled around, and we didn't even get there until nearly 9, so I figured it was a good night to indulge Jim, who loves the stuff.
Fish, along with pork, is definitely something I struggle with cooking. I like the idea of cooking more fish for Jim, but it's so freaking expensive, and from everything I read, you have to get it super fresh, or else it's scat. And I have no real way of obtaining fresh seafood except at Whole Foods, but it's hard for me to go there and cook it up all on the same day.
So anyway, my long-winded point is that seafood is a good thing for Jim to eat out, because I refuse to make him crab or lobster. I've considered clam chowder, but clams aren't so icky. They're shells, and I've done my share of shell collecting over the years. And I did buy some frozen shrimp, but the idea was more for grilling them, and Jim can do all of the skewering. They come in a bag, so it's not like I have to actually look at them.
I couldn't believe it when Jim said he was going to get the crab linguine alfredo. I think my shocked look convinced him to go his normal route and get The Ultimate Feast, which was comprised of a lobster tail, crab legs, and two kinds of shrimp. He subbed clam chowder for his salad and got mashed potatoes for his side. I got an Apple-Walnut Chicken Salad with no chicken (duh) and the balsamic vinaigrette on the side. It was actually quite tasty and filling. I really liked the sun-dried tomatoes, which weren't oil packed, as well as the combination of blue cheese, walnuts, and apples. That tangy, rich, sweet combo is so yummy.
Of course, those cheddar biscuits also helped to satiate my hunger. I know they're terrible for me, but I can't help but love them. They're so buttery and cheesy and garlicky. Thankfully they were a little too salty for my taste tonight, so I wasn't too tempted to gorge myself on them.
Jim's lobster tail was, for the record, horrible. I honestly don't remember the tail having the little fin things on the end of it, but there it was, fanned out in all its disgusting glory. *double shudder* I built myself a view-blocking wall with the drink glasses so I didn't have to see it. Jim shared some of his mashed potatoes with me, which were pretty good.
For beverages, Jim picked out a Malibu Hurricane, which was naturally Malibu rum, plus tropical juices and a splash of Southern Comfort. It was really quite tasty. I even liked it.
After dinner, Jim and I watched an episode of BIg Love before calling it a night.
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