1. – 6. These are a few of my favorite eats! YES. It happened. All of it. The gyro and tzatziki pizza from Mac’s, the red dragon roll and veggie fried rice from Hibachi Master, the sweetest, densest and most epic Belgium waffles in existence from Taste of Belgium (courtesy of best friend Allyson who, literally, smothered me in hugs and kisses when I walked in…it was the best thing ever!), unfiltered pomegranate hibiscus ginger ale from the new Jungle Jim’s at Eastgate (a total foodie’s paradise! I could live in their olive bar), garlic rosemary fries from Smashburger, and a fresh pizza and out-of-this-world harvest salad from Dewey’s. It was, indeed, a weekend of magnificent food. Every. Last. Morsel. I’m drooling just thinking about it.
7. & 8. I would like to point out that gas in Cincinnati is $2.99….that would be $1.04 per gallon cheaper than what I’ve been paying. I die. Really. I’m half flabbergasted and half bitter. I can’t even think straight. That’s $14.56 cheaper per tank. I’ll let that soak in while my heart shrinks two sizes – a la Grinch. Also, the Buick hit 160,000 miles somewhere along the 20 hours and 1,200 miles I drove this weekend. In the rain. Thanks, Mother Nature.
9. & 10. Can you even believe that these two pork chops are Gigi and Ace!? They’re enormous! And loveable and hungry and snippy and skeptical and everything crays are supposed to be. I love them.
Weekend = excellent. But then again, any time spent with the one you love, no matter how much or how little, always is. No mugs of us this time around, sorry folks. :/ Apparently it’s obvious where my priorities lie…
I’m counting down the days until this (uh, less the horrific quantity of utterly unhealthy food) is our daily norm again.
Soon.
And until then, there’s always hope.
