A Gluttonous Weekend Winter Wonderland Atop Airport Hill

glut·ton·ous (gltn-s),adj.

1. Given to or marked by gluttony.

2. Indulging in something, such as an activity, to excess; voracious. See Synonyms at voracious.

Well, this evening, while struggling to recap our weekend of decadence, Eileen and I did see synonyms:

vo·ra·cious (vô-rshs, v-),adj.

1. Consuming or eager to consume great amounts of food; ravenous.

2. Having or marked by an insatiable appetite for an activity or pursuit; greedy: a voracious reader.

But, let me start at the beginning. Rather than at the Ciao Bella takeout we are eating a few inches behind our laptops in front of the TV. In tandem.

Friday evening brought a failed attempt at the $5 bar menu at the Sole, followed by a failed attempt at the Boynton, followed by a walk of shame to full priced bar menu at the Sole. Yeah, I know it's a difference of a few dollars, but still. It's the principle. We followed that up with a blurry sharing experience involving winter warmers and family sized yellowtail, with none of us admitting defeat until trying to walk up the stairs.

By the time we recovered sufficiently to be interested in a meal other than Bud Light, it was about 3pm. The natural decision was Moe's, and a Moo-Moo and a Homewrecker later we were done for. A few hours later, it was all too easy to talk everyone into Blue Jeans. Sidenote: did you know you could order Blue Jeans online, just like Wings Over Worcester? The delivery guy visited the house twice in a span of about (2) hours, once with an "El Mexicano" (w/o olives), and then once again with a Buffalo Chicken. I think the driver probably thought we intentionally did that. I lost track of how many varieties of wine, beer, and liquor were present at this point, which probably explains why I got woken up (at 10:30 pm) with my jaw hanging open while sitting on the couch watching Independance Day. LOVE Will Smith, even if there was that business with the boys and the madam and such.

Sunday brought a wakeup call of 6.5" of snow, as well as Moe's 2.o, and (2) Shaws trips. One of those trips resulted in a pound of nachos, and the other in no less than three versions of carbonated beverages to later be mixed with no less than two brands of rum. What could be missing you ask? Why, Chinese food of course! By 8 pm, we had filled our kitchen table with Foodworks containers (clearly labeled "Chinese delicious food", just in case there was any confusion) and had played one round of "is it sesame chicken...or sesame pork?"Horrific.

We swapped to wine after finally giving in to trying Root Beer + Rum= cream soda, and munched on a few nachos before bedtime.

Another 4.3" of snow early this morning, but at least Eileen was able to get her car all the way up the hill. So, I'll again leave you to the mental imagery of us eating Ciao Bella, in front of the TV, with our laptops open.