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The Dance of the Brazilian Meat Fairies!
Jun. 21st, 2004 09:56 amThis weekend bordered on just about perfect. It didn't rain, and yesterday was downright sunlight overload! Saturday Dean and I slept in and were lazy, then headed to Walmart (new capris for me, since my old ones were falling off) and Honda, for a new helmet for Dean. His new helmet is far too much fun - it's a matte black 3/4 helmet, and it looks like he should be yelling, "Buuuuuugs!" Which he, in fact, did. ;)
Saturday night we all went to Virginia for dinner. Hey, why not? Driving through D.C. is always an adventure, but in the end was the Magical Land of Brazilian Meat Fairies! (Or Malibu Grill, if we want the name on the front of the place.) Diet? What diet? For one glorious night, it was caution to the wind! There was this huge salad bar with both hot dishes and cold, but the main dish wasn't much of a choice. Have some meat. Try this meat! You know you want to eat that meat! Waiters dressed up in Brazillian cowboy attire wandered around with large hunks of meat skewered on mighty weaponry and hacked it off onto our plates with what was dang near a machete. Pork, lamb, sausage, turkey, chicken, beef ribs, and best of all...sirloin that was so rare, we had to battle it into submission, leaving carnage all over the plate, but we won! After we could take no more of the Meat Fairy offerings, despite their large bladed weapons, we even managed dessert. Oh. My. God. Best tiramisu -ever-. This took a couple of hours all told, along with many puns on the word 'meat' and filking far too many songs to be about meat. Tschaikovsky wasn't writing about sugar plums! He was writing about meat! ;)
Sunday was the day of great activity! That big ol' ball of fire in the sky was shining up a storm, and Dean and I went for a long walk. Me in an hour of bright sunlight? I was -wired-. I went shopping, then invaded the pool over at M&L's new place, then headed home to do laundry and cook dinner. Yes, folks, Lisa with several hours of sunlight. Can we say crack to an addict? I was bouncing! I didn't actually wind down till about 1am, and even when I went to bed, I didn't feel that tired. Granted, I fell asleep -instantly- and didn't wake up until Dean actually called my name this morning. Today's just as sunny, and I'm staring mournfully out my office window. ;)
Today starts another series of 4-day madness of working from 8:30am to 9pm or so every day. Full speed ahead!
Saturday night we all went to Virginia for dinner. Hey, why not? Driving through D.C. is always an adventure, but in the end was the Magical Land of Brazilian Meat Fairies! (Or Malibu Grill, if we want the name on the front of the place.) Diet? What diet? For one glorious night, it was caution to the wind! There was this huge salad bar with both hot dishes and cold, but the main dish wasn't much of a choice. Have some meat. Try this meat! You know you want to eat that meat! Waiters dressed up in Brazillian cowboy attire wandered around with large hunks of meat skewered on mighty weaponry and hacked it off onto our plates with what was dang near a machete. Pork, lamb, sausage, turkey, chicken, beef ribs, and best of all...sirloin that was so rare, we had to battle it into submission, leaving carnage all over the plate, but we won! After we could take no more of the Meat Fairy offerings, despite their large bladed weapons, we even managed dessert. Oh. My. God. Best tiramisu -ever-. This took a couple of hours all told, along with many puns on the word 'meat' and filking far too many songs to be about meat. Tschaikovsky wasn't writing about sugar plums! He was writing about meat! ;)
Sunday was the day of great activity! That big ol' ball of fire in the sky was shining up a storm, and Dean and I went for a long walk. Me in an hour of bright sunlight? I was -wired-. I went shopping, then invaded the pool over at M&L's new place, then headed home to do laundry and cook dinner. Yes, folks, Lisa with several hours of sunlight. Can we say crack to an addict? I was bouncing! I didn't actually wind down till about 1am, and even when I went to bed, I didn't feel that tired. Granted, I fell asleep -instantly- and didn't wake up until Dean actually called my name this morning. Today's just as sunny, and I'm staring mournfully out my office window. ;)
Today starts another series of 4-day madness of working from 8:30am to 9pm or so every day. Full speed ahead!
