Woah! I have a pretty serious sugar and caffeine rush going on right now. Last night after a delicious-tho-surreal birthday dinner at La Fillipina, we got some rocky road ice cream and a tiny little piece of "wedding cake" in a tin foil package for $1.79 at the Shur-Save. I finished off the wedding cake this morning with my coffee and now I'm BUZZED! Hopefully the buzz will help me get the dishes done, finally.
So yeah, I took rebby out to La Fillipina for her birthday dinner, with a nice bottle of Mateus Rose. (It goes with EVERYTHING!!!) We had an amazing dinner of fresh rolls, crispy curry puffs, soup of the day (it had spinach, wontons, and shredded chicken in a glorious chicken broth) plus we both got the Taste platter which is spanish beef with olives, some kind of delicious pork, curried shrimp, and rice. And then tiny little gorgeous desserts (cassava cake with young coconut and sweet sticky rice with mango) That was the delicious part. The surreal part was the couple sitting next to us. It was an older gentleman sort of shabbily dressed and groomed, with a much younger woman of Indian decent in full makeup and nice out fit. The tables are close enough in that place that you are forced to eavesdrop even if you don't want to, but this woman was making it completely impossible by talking in her outside voice and even at several points trying to make us part of her conversation. I figured that she must be a paid escort based on their dress and mannerisms and the bank envelope of $$$ he handed to her which she proceeded to count at the table. He had addressed the envelope "To Janet--You Sexy Thing". She read it out loud before opening it to count the money. Their conversation was pretty one sided (she made lots of loud pronouncements and he mumbled agreement) and it seemed like they had known each other for a while as she mentioned some people they both knew. It was one of the all time oddest situations I have ever been in. I was pretty boldfaced rude to her when she interrupted our meal a couple of times to ask us questions about our wine and my necklace. Which, I know, is pretty damn boldfaced rude to begin with so I didn't feel at all bad. Still, despite that extremely odd setting aside, it was a fantastic meal. I heart that place. Next time we go, though, I am going to try to order something with actual vegetables in it.
After dinner we had the ice cream and wedding cake while watching Judas Priest videos. It was a very metal birthday for my girl!
I am still sore from an intense bellydance class. Also, I am on day 6 of my 8 day work week. I have to get to the library this afternoon before I go in for my dinner shift, and then breakfast tomorrow, and then brunch on Sunday. (which is kind of a relief....I was scheduled for dinner on Sunday, but the person who was supposed to do beta brunch asked me to switch Hoo-rah!) As a result of that brutal schedule, I doubt I will be doing anything fun this weekend, though I do want to check out the Saturday evening schedule at the arts festival. It's started, you know!
So yeah, I took rebby out to La Fillipina for her birthday dinner, with a nice bottle of Mateus Rose. (It goes with EVERYTHING!!!) We had an amazing dinner of fresh rolls, crispy curry puffs, soup of the day (it had spinach, wontons, and shredded chicken in a glorious chicken broth) plus we both got the Taste platter which is spanish beef with olives, some kind of delicious pork, curried shrimp, and rice. And then tiny little gorgeous desserts (cassava cake with young coconut and sweet sticky rice with mango) That was the delicious part. The surreal part was the couple sitting next to us. It was an older gentleman sort of shabbily dressed and groomed, with a much younger woman of Indian decent in full makeup and nice out fit. The tables are close enough in that place that you are forced to eavesdrop even if you don't want to, but this woman was making it completely impossible by talking in her outside voice and even at several points trying to make us part of her conversation. I figured that she must be a paid escort based on their dress and mannerisms and the bank envelope of $$$ he handed to her which she proceeded to count at the table. He had addressed the envelope "To Janet--You Sexy Thing". She read it out loud before opening it to count the money. Their conversation was pretty one sided (she made lots of loud pronouncements and he mumbled agreement) and it seemed like they had known each other for a while as she mentioned some people they both knew. It was one of the all time oddest situations I have ever been in. I was pretty boldfaced rude to her when she interrupted our meal a couple of times to ask us questions about our wine and my necklace. Which, I know, is pretty damn boldfaced rude to begin with so I didn't feel at all bad. Still, despite that extremely odd setting aside, it was a fantastic meal. I heart that place. Next time we go, though, I am going to try to order something with actual vegetables in it.
After dinner we had the ice cream and wedding cake while watching Judas Priest videos. It was a very metal birthday for my girl!
I am still sore from an intense bellydance class. Also, I am on day 6 of my 8 day work week. I have to get to the library this afternoon before I go in for my dinner shift, and then breakfast tomorrow, and then brunch on Sunday. (which is kind of a relief....I was scheduled for dinner on Sunday, but the person who was supposed to do beta brunch asked me to switch Hoo-rah!) As a result of that brutal schedule, I doubt I will be doing anything fun this weekend, though I do want to check out the Saturday evening schedule at the arts festival. It's started, you know!
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