Birthday Eats
My Sunday birthday somehow turned into a birth-weekend, and I managed to eat out at six different establishments. (That's all birthday celebrations are, right? An excuse to eat out?)
Friday was The Macaroni Grill. I am generally a chain restaurant snob, but I have a weakness for Italian food. I ordered some sort of prosciutto and shrimp penne pasta, which was rather delicious.
Saturday afternoon was Baja Fresh, which is chain Mexican and not so much a celebratory meal as a let's-get-out-of-our-really-damn-hot-apartment meal. We followed this up by seeing the new Pirates of the Caribbean.
For dinner, we headed into San Francisco and had Indian. Then we saw Second City perform along with two other Improv groups as part of San Francisco's Improv Festival. When we stopped back into Berkeley, we went to Mel's Diner and ordered bread pudding, for which I have an inexplicable weakness.
Yesterday I went to The Castro for a late lunch, and I walked around and had some greasy, cheesy diner food. Back in Berkeley, we stopped at Foster's Freeze, where I had a chocolate twister ice cream thing and Leon ordered a pineapple milkshake.
Then we cooked paella for tomorrow's dinner because we were too stuffed to eat another meal. Although I may have snacked on said paella.
So, yes, I ate my way through the weekend and had a tasty, tasty birthday. But it's time again to start watching what I put in my mouth.
Friday was The Macaroni Grill. I am generally a chain restaurant snob, but I have a weakness for Italian food. I ordered some sort of prosciutto and shrimp penne pasta, which was rather delicious.
Saturday afternoon was Baja Fresh, which is chain Mexican and not so much a celebratory meal as a let's-get-out-of-our-really-damn-hot-apartment meal. We followed this up by seeing the new Pirates of the Caribbean.
For dinner, we headed into San Francisco and had Indian. Then we saw Second City perform along with two other Improv groups as part of San Francisco's Improv Festival. When we stopped back into Berkeley, we went to Mel's Diner and ordered bread pudding, for which I have an inexplicable weakness.
Yesterday I went to The Castro for a late lunch, and I walked around and had some greasy, cheesy diner food. Back in Berkeley, we stopped at Foster's Freeze, where I had a chocolate twister ice cream thing and Leon ordered a pineapple milkshake.
Then we cooked paella for tomorrow's dinner because we were too stuffed to eat another meal. Although I may have snacked on said paella.
So, yes, I ate my way through the weekend and had a tasty, tasty birthday. But it's time again to start watching what I put in my mouth.