Not Joking about the Food

When I say we planned a weekend of food with the peeps, I'm not joking.  You know I never joke about food.

Apeep and I spent several hours at Dbar on Saturday.

The place has a bistro feel; it's small with big windows to let in lots of light.  This is important so you can "eat with your eyes" before you eat with your mouth.  Although they specialize in desserts, their regular food is to die for as well.  This place has separate dessert menus for lunch and dinner.  Um, yes.  YESSSSSSSSSSS.

I'll give you a minute to fully appreciate it.

The above picture is the best grilled cheese I have ever eaten.  I could have crawled inside it and taken up residence.  The salad in the background is mainly just for show.  I ordered it so that I could convince myself I was eating healthy.  It worked.  Also, the tomato bisque is like one big vegetable, right?  The cream is incidental really.

For my dessert I ordered the milk and cookies.  When they say "ice cold milk" they mean it - and all the cookies were baked to order.  I wore pants with an elastic waist band and enjoyed every bite.  Everyone has a skill; mine is eating.

After the guys made the nerd circuit, they settled in at home with a board game while we napped so we could recuperate for dinner and a movie.  I made the mistake of napping on the couch, which is within hearing range of the nerdiness.  I won't be making that mistake again.

Orca spent most of the weekend relaxing in her pajamas.

We started Sunday off with a tasty brunch - please notice I also got bangs this weekend.

We went to Red Rocks and burned 1,500 calories simply by watching other people run up and down the steps.  They stop along the way to do planks, jumping jacks, etc.  I get exhausted just thinking about it.

In case you think I'm done talking about food, I am not.  We went home in the early afternoon because I had to prepare to host Supper Club at my place: Fondue Night!  But that's a whole other story.

I'm in deep depression right now because the peeps leave today for a cabin in the mountains and they refuse to take me with them.  Something about leaving their kids at home and wanting time to themselves, blah blah, I wasn't really listening.