It’s Monday morning and I am rolling around like an overstuffed sausage. Whew wee did I eat and drink a lot this weekend.
On Friday evening I hung out at Brew House in L5P.
I started my Saturday by dragging my big-ass barbecue grill to the curb. I haven’t used it in a few years, so I figured it would be give it away. I wasn’t surprised that the barbecue grill was gone by the time I left my house later that morning.
I then met up with Tamara, Dejie, and Angie and we went up to the Inman Park Festival together. After walking around a bit we found a spot to watch the parade, and then we did a lot more walking.
Seriously, I think the only reason that I didn’t explode this weekend was that I walked quite a lot.
I saw many cool artsy things I’d like to own, but my desire to downsize and stop spending money kept me in check.
During the day Saturday I ran into many hashers, some partaking in the parade, some while eating, and a couple working booths. At one point I even think that I saw ITP-Reader Jenka in the crowds but she was too far away for me to positively identify.
And crowds of people there were…
On Saturday night Tamara and I ate dinner at Mezcalitos near Oakland Cemetery. Originally I wanted to eat at Mi Barrio but their parking lot was full, so I figured our eating experience would be better at Mezcalitos. That was correct until the skies opened and thirty-ish people raced in from the outdoor patio and nearly surrounded our table.
On Sunday I met up with Tamara and Sandy at the festival. Unlike Saturday the skies opened early in the afternoon. At that time we were listening to music and while the small table umbrella did all it could to save us, we got a little wet.
The rain did wonders to scare off many people on Sunday, so once it passed the wandering was much more enjoyable.
For dinner last night we stopped for some expensive drinks at The Luminary, before eating at Superica. Even though I am a fan of former cheftestant Eli Kirshtein, owner of The Luminary, I’d sooner go back to Superica.
We finished my time with Tamara the way I started it, with beers at the Euclid Avenue Yacht Club.
I didn’t step on the scale this morning – I don’t want to know how fat I am today.
In addition to trying to right the ship tonight I will be studying German, and doing homework, in preparation for tomorrow’s class.