Tonight, my brother is coming over and I am planning on making a recipe that I have been drooling over for weeks. It came from my friend, Sheila's blog. It's basically like two of my favorite foods mashed together into one tasty explosion in your mouth (insert the "thats what she said" jokes), Salt and Vinegar Haddock. Fish, covered in salt and vinegar chips, and baked. DROOLING. I will let you know how it turns out.
Thursday, Dave and I will celebrating our 2-year anniversary. I have seriously deliberated over what restaurant to go to for weeks, and we finally settled on one last night. Initially, I dreamed of going to the Melting Pot. I have heard that it is absolutely scrumptious, but highly expensive, so the day when there was a Groupon for it felt like the heavens were answering my prayers. Due to my luck, I log onto Groupon to purchase it and it is sold out. I cried actual tears.
After this extreme disappointment, I felt like no other dining experience could live up to my dreams of fondue greatness. Then, Dave suggested this cute, little place that has gourmet burgers and wood-fired pizza. I realized that the term, "gourmet burger" is the way to my heart, and agreed that this would be the winner. Plus, my bff Kait (aka. Curls), told me she recently got a mojito when she was out, and I have been craving one ever since. Mojitos and gourmet burgers and I'm one happy girl.
Saturday will be the culmination of my week of good eats. It is my family's second annual Fakesgiving. My mom always works on Thanksgiving so that she can have Christmas off, so we started doing our own Thanksgiving on a different day so that no one would miss out. Can I just say that having two Thanksgiving meals a year is amazing. Fattening, but amazing. We will eat, drink, and pass Harrison around like a play thing.
|Last year's invitiation/menu. I went all out. Little did I know that all that alcohol I was drinking was going straight to Harrison's embryo.|
I know I said yesterday that I was too afraid to snap a picture of Harrison napping in his crib. Well, I overcame my fear and went for it.
|Hard to tell, but that's his pacifier wedged into his right cheek.|