I’m still sick, but I managed to have a pretty great weekend in spite of it. So, rather than putting together another blog post detailing which pairs of shoes I’m lusting after for Spring (don’t worry, those will come soon enough), I decided to do a weekend post.
I kicked off the weekend by attending a beach party at a coworker’s apartment, just down the street. There were leis, an inflatable palm tree that doubled as a cooler, daquiris, and limbo. I wore a sundress and new heels despite the rain and my sore throat, and had a great time. Even Chief got to share in the action when we got home:
Saturday was another rainy morning, so I actually sat down to do my taxes–what a great feeling when you finish something you’ve been dreading and it’s relatively painless!
In the afternoon, Joe and I headed to Manhattan, something we very rarely do on the weekends. We got some shopping done, and though I didn’t end up buying anything new, I did exchange my new Madewell dress Joe got me for Valentine’s Day for a smaller size, and I’m really looking forward to wearing it! Joe got a pair of new jeans at Banana Republic and a polo from Joe Fresh. I had never been inside a Joe Fresh store before, but oh me, oh my, I might be in love.
After our shopping excursion, we headed downtown to the Bowery Hotel Bar. It was my first visit, and I was instantly charmed. The fireplace, the plush couches, the mixed nuts–all so sumptuous and decadent. It felt like I was in old Hollywood (it helped that Jonah Hill happened to be having a drink there as well) as I sipped my hot toddy (also delicious). It’s pricey, but worth a stop if you’re in the mood to treat yourself to a fancy cocktail.
Though the free nuts were delightful, they did not a dinner make, so we continued south. Our original plan was to check out the Meatball Shop, but we were daunted by the two-hour wait (clearly, we hadn’t really done our research). As luck would have it, on our way back toward Houston, a sign for BBQ caught our eye–Georgia’s Eastside BBQ beckoned to us and we heeded its siren call.
It’s a completely unassuming, narrow place with plastic checkered table cloths and buckets of PBR, but what amazing food! Joe and I both ordered the fried chicken platter, and it was some of the best fried chicken I’ve ever eaten. His okra was great, and my shaved brussels sprouts with bacon and honey certainly didn’t disappoint. Here’s a picture of Joe’s plate:
We decided to watch a movie when we got home, something we don’t do very often, oddly enough. We settled on The Royal Tenenbaums and I’m convinced it only gets better with age.
Today was a low-key day, and I’m not feeling any better, but I did manage a trip to the gym (I took it easy), a long walk with Chief, some wedding stuff, and a Skype call with friends. Joe made chicken pot pie for dinner and it was DELICIOUS. He knows how to treat a girl with a bad cough.
Now it’s to sleep to steel myself for the work week. I hope you all had a great weekend!