Friday: somehow consume most of a bottle of sparkling rose (how did that happen?!) before winding up dancing at Tuman's. I also vaguely remember a chorizo burrito in there somewhere.
Saturday: An epic hangover foils most of my plans. I am also chagrined to find my fridge almost completely bare. Lorenzo and I share prosciutto straight from the package while watching Gossip Girl. What! I've heard it really works.... hair of the pig, if you will.
Later Saturday: p-a-r-t-y! Alcohol and/or copious amounts of cheese may or may not have been consumed.Gifts recieved include:
- prosciutto (really)
- a "hot dogs of the world" t-shirt
- a bacon wallet
- steak band-aids
- a hot dog terrorist button
ricotta and vidalia onion tarte tatin
It was called bacon, but it was more like a hockey puck. A delicious hockey puck.
Check out those pork rinds. so crunchy...
Birthday kielbasa!
Monday: detox begins.

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