It’s that kind of weekend. You know the one, the kind where you spend so much time hanging with your family and pretending that there’s no such thing as the real world that time sort of escapes you. The kind when a Six Pack Sunday turns into a Six Pack Monday. I was in DC for my little sister’s volleyball tournament, and between the screaming and cheering, the eating, the drinking, and the driving around looking for parking, there was little time for the internet.
No worries, though, I’m back in action.
1. We Flying First Class….
I’m certain that when Fergalicious sang of the Glamorous (the flossy, flossy), this is what she had in mind. For the first time since I officially achieved “A-List Status” with Southwest, my special boarding pass actually came in handy in the rarely-crowded RDU airport. Thank goodness, as I was running a little late after enjoying a pre-flight Bud Light Platinum.
Making it Platinum is first class too, right?
2. Meat, Meat, the Magical Fruit
Upon my arrival in Philly on Friday, I was greeted by a sight that anyone from the Philly area would consider magical. Half a large, meaty cheesesteak complete with fried onions (and a glass of Pinot? Eh, I’m not gonna argue with that).
This was especially important considering my plan for the upcoming 40 day period of Lent.
I’m going pescatarian. I’m giving up cows, pigs, and chicken as a slightly tougher challenge this Lent. It’s also going to help me embrace fish a little bit more, and require a little more planning than usual. No worries, this isn’t some sort of permanent life-change, I have no qualms with meat-eating, and I’m not really doing this for serious religious reasons. Until Wednesday, all-you-can-(m)eat buffet.
3. Nocturnum Owl
My baby brother (who is 21 years old, about 6’3″, and made entirely out of muscles) also surprised me with a treat he picked up at the liquor store. Delirium Nocturnum, from the folks at the un-pronouncable Brouwerij Huyghe. I was hesitant, considering my less-than-stellar experience with let-down Delirium Tremens. I had no reason to be nervous, though, with this fantastic brew.
Described by the brewery:
Initially, a very good mouthfeel of alcohol and softness. This is followed by an increasing bitterness, partially from the hop, but also from the roasted malt and chocolate malt. Towards the end a nice balance between bitterness, sour and sweet.
I thought it was extremely drinkable for a 8.5% ABV beer, and tasted a little bit like the sweetness of raisins. It was smooth, dark, and lightly spiced. Even my brother, who’s not a huge fan of craft beer and tends to sip on the college favorites of Bud Light, Natty Light, and ____ Light (whatevz) thought this one was delicious, and it was a great way to start our night in DC.
4. Matchbox Chinatown
My choice? The Fire & Smoke:
fire roasted red peppers / spanish onions / chipotle pepper / tomato sauce / garlic puree / smoked gouda / fresh basil /(very spicy)
WOW! They were not kidding on the (Very spicy) note. The smoked gouda cooled the whole pie down a little bit, but I wished that we had some parmesan cheese to help with that. Even my mom, who loves all things picante, commented that her mouth was on fire.
We also got a pepperoni for my less-adventurous parents. It was also DELICIOUS with tiny, crispy pepperonis and loads of cheese. Hard to go wrong with a classic. THANKS to Julie and my friends on Facebook for the rec, loved it!
5. Oyster Happy Hour at the Sea Catch!
I think that one of the things I like the most about bars NOT in North Carolina is the idea of Happy Hour (fact: Happy “Hours” are illegal in NC, and all drink specials must be offered from open to close). And at the Sea Catch in Georgetown had a great one, including 1/2 off beers, wines (that cost less than $9 a glass regularly), and well drinks AND dollar oysters on the half-shell (Including Chesapeake Bay and Chef’s Creek oysters). What a DEAL! My mom and I stopped by before some shopping, and noshed on complimentary house made potato chips while waiting for my oysters. There’s something that feels so luxurious drinking a cocktail and eating oysters at 5pm. It doesn’t hurt when the bartender makes a quality cocktail.
6. Phone Stack Game
Have you heard of the phone stack game?
The premise is simple. To get folks to actually interact at dinner and stop tweeting, texting, etc, everyone stacks their phones in the middle of the table. The first one to pull their cell phone out to check it has to pay for dinner/lunch/drinks.
Even though my little brother was technically the first to break protocol, my folks didn’t force him to foot the bill for all 9 of us at lunch (4 sibs, 2 parents, 2 significant others). BUT I really like the idea of the game in theory (and could probably use the reminder to yank myself off the phone.)
Great weekend, and I still have another day left! Thank goodness for those Presidents and their days.