Jeff took me out to Madame Mam's for some Thai food this evening. It was a great chance to use my iPhone. Hahaha. I took pictures of the food as it arrived, and made notes while we were there. It's always been a dream of mine to be an amateur food critic, and now that dream is a reality. Aren't you pleased? I know I am. All the photos linked to below were taken with the iPhone, in case you were curious.
For an appetizer we ate from the specials menu, and had Tod Mun Chicken. The flavor is really terrific, but the texture left a lot to be desired. It was rather spongy, and Jeff probably wouldn't want to split it with me again. I would totally eat it again though, because even though it was strange it was some of the most delicious stuff I've ever put in my mouth.
For dinner I had Mam's Special Penang Beef Curry. This was also wonderful. It was very spicy, and the sauce was rich and creamy. You could taste the undercurrent of sweet from the coconut milk just barely, along with some lime and basil flavors. The beef was so tender that tearing apart the long flat strips was no trouble. I really enjoyed this, and Jeff will probably have fewer problems getting me back to Madame Mam's after tonight's experience.
Jeff had Yum Guay Teaw which is flat rice noodles and shrimp in a special sauce with peanuts and fried onion. The fried onion is little tiny pieces piled on top of the dish when you first get it, and the special sauce is billed as lemongrass, roasted chili sauce, lime juice, and honey. What you taste is a clean feeling sauce with spice and honey. I think I would like to try this again with chicken instead of the shrimp, because although the flavor was good, I wasn't interested in eating a bunch of shrimp and it was kind of boring just eating the noodles. Also, it's hard to eat rice noodles that are in a slippery sauce with chop sticks. I'm just saying is all.
After dinner we headed over to Amy's Ice Cream and split a small, which was the perfect size for us. We had Italian Cream Cake ice cream. The ice cream was great when we sampled it, with all sorts of yummy stuff like walnuts and coconut (wow that was a great typo, I don't think I want cococunt in my ice cream). To get back on topic here we decided to go ahead and add a crush'n and decided that Whoppers might just do the trick. We ate it on the way home and finished it right before pulling into the driveway.
So that was our night of dining, and I had a great time. It's always fun when everything you try tastes great. The service is lovely, and you haven't got a thing to complain about when you get home.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
No Pox Just Hexes
I'm knitting the Hexagon Bag from the Fall 2007 Knit Simple magazine. It's really fun to knit, especially since I haven't repeated the error I made on the first hexagon. Somehow I just totally neglected a row of decreases on the outside edge, but it all came out okay. It doesn't seem too much different size-wise than the other hexagons I've completed, so hopefully it will come out okay.Yarn details: The borders of each hexagon are being done in Cascade 220 colorway 7809. The hexagons are all being done with Lang Yarns Mille Colori. This purple one is colorway 0010. I'm using a pinkish one that is 0064, and a blue based one that is 0034. This is a fun knit, and the pattern is really easy to memorize, so it's good travel knitting.
Mad Blogger Unleashed
That's mad in a hatter kind of way, not in a postal kind of way, if you get my meaning. I really feel pity for anyone that keeps up with this blog. I have a horrible tendency to post so erratically with tons at times, and then long dry spells.
Here's hoping for fewer dry spells. I still have to make the time to post, but I am feeling the inspiration. Jeff and I both acquired iPhones this weekend. This acquisition involved handing over some monies to the Apple store, and first driving home with my purchase I wondered if we'd made some terrible mistake. I mean, Jeff claimed that he needed one for work. Several of his clients have them and he can learn new tricks and charge them money to learn these tricks, or at the very least have experience with the product when they have issues/questions. I on the other hand have no business need, and in fact it is probably against company policy for me to have one in the building since there is a built in camera. I just wanted one because they are cool, and I would go insane with jealousy if Jeff had one and I didn't.
Now that I have the iPhone I am completely smitten. It holds all the music that my 4Gb iPod did, plus it holds photos, and audiobook, checks my email, surfs the internet, has all sorts of crazy contact information, takes pictures, knows the weather.... It is just so cool that I have been crooning about it all weekend. Today I just looked at Jeff and giggled, "I love my iPhone." It's perhaps sad or weird, but I do love technology, and this is doing all that I ask of it.
I've uploaded several pictures to Flickr today that were taken from the iPhone, and I think they look pretty good. It's kind of fun to take a picture and just send it in complete with title, description, and tags. I take that back, it's not kind of fun, it's really super fun. Heck, I bet I can even update my blog from that thing... Ooo scary isn't it?
Here's hoping for fewer dry spells. I still have to make the time to post, but I am feeling the inspiration. Jeff and I both acquired iPhones this weekend. This acquisition involved handing over some monies to the Apple store, and first driving home with my purchase I wondered if we'd made some terrible mistake. I mean, Jeff claimed that he needed one for work. Several of his clients have them and he can learn new tricks and charge them money to learn these tricks, or at the very least have experience with the product when they have issues/questions. I on the other hand have no business need, and in fact it is probably against company policy for me to have one in the building since there is a built in camera. I just wanted one because they are cool, and I would go insane with jealousy if Jeff had one and I didn't.
Now that I have the iPhone I am completely smitten. It holds all the music that my 4Gb iPod did, plus it holds photos, and audiobook, checks my email, surfs the internet, has all sorts of crazy contact information, takes pictures, knows the weather.... It is just so cool that I have been crooning about it all weekend. Today I just looked at Jeff and giggled, "I love my iPhone." It's perhaps sad or weird, but I do love technology, and this is doing all that I ask of it.
I've uploaded several pictures to Flickr today that were taken from the iPhone, and I think they look pretty good. It's kind of fun to take a picture and just send it in complete with title, description, and tags. I take that back, it's not kind of fun, it's really super fun. Heck, I bet I can even update my blog from that thing... Ooo scary isn't it?
Friday, September 21, 2007
Bad Blogger Alert
Sorry for the lack of the posty. I've been absolutely swamped at work. I was starting to have things pile up before I missed a week, so you can only imagine what it is like now.
I have several things I'd like to post about, but for the most part I'd like to have a picture to accompany the post, so I don't post. Instead I shall write a worthless post about not having anything to see and then I'll run off for the weekend.
This coming weekend is my dad's birthday (Happy 61st Dad!) and we're going to Dallas to see him and the rest of the gang. Hopefully Iza's socks will fit, and hopefully my dad won't notice that I didn't get him anything. He's just so impossible to shop for, and although I have great Christmas plans, that did not translate into any decent birthday plans.
Jeff will be going with my dad, Brandon, and Ken (Traci's boyfriend) to some drag races on Saturday. Hopefully they'll all get along together and come back with some awesome stories. I'm going to hang out with the girls, and try to help Traci take care of the little ones that aren't going to the race.
Well, I suppose I better get back to it. I have a couple more things to take care of before I can get out of here, and then it's time to start the weekend!
I have several things I'd like to post about, but for the most part I'd like to have a picture to accompany the post, so I don't post. Instead I shall write a worthless post about not having anything to see and then I'll run off for the weekend.
This coming weekend is my dad's birthday (Happy 61st Dad!) and we're going to Dallas to see him and the rest of the gang. Hopefully Iza's socks will fit, and hopefully my dad won't notice that I didn't get him anything. He's just so impossible to shop for, and although I have great Christmas plans, that did not translate into any decent birthday plans.
Jeff will be going with my dad, Brandon, and Ken (Traci's boyfriend) to some drag races on Saturday. Hopefully they'll all get along together and come back with some awesome stories. I'm going to hang out with the girls, and try to help Traci take care of the little ones that aren't going to the race.
Well, I suppose I better get back to it. I have a couple more things to take care of before I can get out of here, and then it's time to start the weekend!
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
And It Was Good
Jeff did save my bacon on Monday and grabbed me some knitting. It was pretty much just Jeff, Karen, and myself, but other people stopped by to say hi for a bit. We hung out and knitted for a couple of hours and then all ran off to get some dinner. The original plan had been to order some pizza, but since Karen already had dinner plans that meant pizza for just Jeff and me, and well... we can do that without yarn in our hands. Karen has declared that we will knit every Monday for a while since picking a certain week hasn't worked out so far. If anyone wants to come by let me know and I'll get you some directions.
Monday, September 17, 2007
Poor Planning
Hopefully Jeff will be able to drop back by the house today and pick up my knitting, or else I'm going to be pretty bored at our first knitting group. Karen decided a long time ago that we should have a knitting group, since there are 4 or 5 of us that knit (and one that crochets). She's been busy and never managed to actually pull it together. So two weeks ago she decided that we should have a meeting on the first Monday of the month, only we'd just missed the first Monday so September was to be on the second Monday. On the second Monday I was at home sick and Lacy forgot to bring anything with her, so it was postponed until this Monday. I knew about the meeting, and I even saw it on the calender at Karen's on Friday, but still I forgot. I didn't bring anything to knit because I didn't have anything that I felt like working on at work, and ever since my fever I've been slightly more car sick than usual so I don't feel much like knitting on the drive home. I figured I'd just leave it instead of carrying it around all day for no reason. ... Well, except now we know there was a reason, I'd just forgotten it. Jeff is the one that remembered and he volunteered to try and go back by the house before I get off work if he is able to make the time. If he isn't able to then I suppose I'll just sit around being stupid and eat some pizza or something.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
So Sick it Sucked
**Just to note before getting to the subject I intend to write about: I feel fine now, and I'm pretty sure that I'm completely well. This took place on Wednesday, and since sometime Thursday night I haven't run a fever.**
This is my public service announcement to all you out there. If you are on day 7 of a fever, do not call your significant other to tell him that you've just upchucked your guts and then get into a 30 minute shower. While hanging the cell phone just outside the shower may seem like a smart solution to the potential call back situation, you still will not hear it ring. In fact it is possible that when you do finally switch off the shower you will realize that the phone is ringing, there are 3 messages, 11 missed calls, and that the dog is barking because someone is knocking at your front door.
I answered the phone to tell Jeff that I was okay while grabbing a towel to hide my nekidness. He informed me that he had called 911 and that we should probably call them to tell them not to send an ambulance (too late on that one). Still he hung up to call them while I sent the Mutt to the backyard and hollered to the front door that I was coming.
I was surprised how easy it was to answer the door dropping wet in nothing but a towel. The female EMT seemed more shocked than I was, but both of them were really nice about the mix up. They even told me that they had heard that my fiance was on his way over and that I should make sure to call him and tell him that I was alright. I assured them that I was fine, well I was sick, but that I wasn't in need of any emergency medical attention. They headed off and I let Muttly back inside and rushed to the bathroom for a little more barfing.
I talked to Jeff again, and convinced him that I was really really okay, even if he did hear me barfing while on the phone this time. (poor guy) Sick people should never be forced to sprint through the house even under the best circumstances. I laid down on the bed to relax a bit, and think about the humor of the situation. It really was kind of funny now that no one thought I was lying unconscious having seizures or worse. Of course, that's when the next knocks on the door came. I tossed Muttly out back again, and still in a towel, answered the door to 2 police officers... Well at least this time I didn't run, and I didn't get sick.
I decided that maybe I ought to put on a robe. I mean, after 4 complete strangers see you mostly nekid it might be a little late. (The cat's kind of out of the bag at that point, you know?) Still, I was worried that perhaps the fire department would be next, so I went ahead and put on a robe before I laid back down on the bed.
I was glad to have a robe on when the next door knock came, because Jeff had called our landlord and asked him to check in on me (when he still thought I was dying) and hadn't thought to call him to tell him not to, or to call me and warn me he was coming. Of course, I suppose Jeff had no reason to expect that I'd be opening the front door in a towel either.
This is my public service announcement to all you out there. If you are on day 7 of a fever, do not call your significant other to tell him that you've just upchucked your guts and then get into a 30 minute shower. While hanging the cell phone just outside the shower may seem like a smart solution to the potential call back situation, you still will not hear it ring. In fact it is possible that when you do finally switch off the shower you will realize that the phone is ringing, there are 3 messages, 11 missed calls, and that the dog is barking because someone is knocking at your front door.
I answered the phone to tell Jeff that I was okay while grabbing a towel to hide my nekidness. He informed me that he had called 911 and that we should probably call them to tell them not to send an ambulance (too late on that one). Still he hung up to call them while I sent the Mutt to the backyard and hollered to the front door that I was coming.
I was surprised how easy it was to answer the door dropping wet in nothing but a towel. The female EMT seemed more shocked than I was, but both of them were really nice about the mix up. They even told me that they had heard that my fiance was on his way over and that I should make sure to call him and tell him that I was alright. I assured them that I was fine, well I was sick, but that I wasn't in need of any emergency medical attention. They headed off and I let Muttly back inside and rushed to the bathroom for a little more barfing.
I talked to Jeff again, and convinced him that I was really really okay, even if he did hear me barfing while on the phone this time. (poor guy) Sick people should never be forced to sprint through the house even under the best circumstances. I laid down on the bed to relax a bit, and think about the humor of the situation. It really was kind of funny now that no one thought I was lying unconscious having seizures or worse. Of course, that's when the next knocks on the door came. I tossed Muttly out back again, and still in a towel, answered the door to 2 police officers... Well at least this time I didn't run, and I didn't get sick.
I decided that maybe I ought to put on a robe. I mean, after 4 complete strangers see you mostly nekid it might be a little late. (The cat's kind of out of the bag at that point, you know?) Still, I was worried that perhaps the fire department would be next, so I went ahead and put on a robe before I laid back down on the bed.
I was glad to have a robe on when the next door knock came, because Jeff had called our landlord and asked him to check in on me (when he still thought I was dying) and hadn't thought to call him to tell him not to, or to call me and warn me he was coming. Of course, I suppose Jeff had no reason to expect that I'd be opening the front door in a towel either.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Fascinating
Baby Countdown
I encountered someone who had this on their blog showing how many days until they were due, and an estimate of what their baby might look like if they were having some sort of CG baby.
You can only claim to be having up to 10 babies, but it's kind of cool. Even if it's not the sort of thing that you want to display, or if you're not preggo, you can go plug in some numbers and play with it. Jeff was disappointed that if you put the due date a couple of years into the future that it doesn't turn into sperm and egg. It never goes back further than something that looks vaguely babyish...
I encountered someone who had this on their blog showing how many days until they were due, and an estimate of what their baby might look like if they were having some sort of CG baby.
You can only claim to be having up to 10 babies, but it's kind of cool. Even if it's not the sort of thing that you want to display, or if you're not preggo, you can go plug in some numbers and play with it. Jeff was disappointed that if you put the due date a couple of years into the future that it doesn't turn into sperm and egg. It never goes back further than something that looks vaguely babyish...
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Not Good at All
I am ill. I woke up freezing last night around 4:30 am, and didn't get back to sleep until after 5. When the alarm went off at 6 I had a 100 degree fever. I also had aches in my muscles, joints, and a throbbing headache. I waited a while and slowly got ready for work. My fever started going down on its own so I took some ibuprofen and went in to work. I mostly felt okay. Around 1 ish I started feeling achy again, so I took a couple ibuprofen, and was doing pretty good after that. I continued to be a tiny bit achy, but nothing really whine worthy.
All of a sudden tonight around 8:30 I have another temperature of about 100. My torso is burning up and my hands and feet feel like ice cubes. I take two ibuprofen and over the next hour it climbed to 101. I just can't get it to go down. Finally, now 3 hours later, it's down to 100 again. I'm going to go chill in the living room (the coldest spot) and keep drinking fluids. Seeing as how it's almost midnight I don't think that I'll going to work tomorrow. Even if I don't have a fever anymore I'm not sure I'll be able to stay awake.
Keep your fingers crossed for me that this damn fever goes away and stays away. I have a birthday party to go to on Saturday, and I'd really hate to miss it.
All of a sudden tonight around 8:30 I have another temperature of about 100. My torso is burning up and my hands and feet feel like ice cubes. I take two ibuprofen and over the next hour it climbed to 101. I just can't get it to go down. Finally, now 3 hours later, it's down to 100 again. I'm going to go chill in the living room (the coldest spot) and keep drinking fluids. Seeing as how it's almost midnight I don't think that I'll going to work tomorrow. Even if I don't have a fever anymore I'm not sure I'll be able to stay awake.
Keep your fingers crossed for me that this damn fever goes away and stays away. I have a birthday party to go to on Saturday, and I'd really hate to miss it.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Urban Cowboy
A co-worker emailed me a link to this video. I can't imagine how this scene might play out in Austin....
Hope You Had an Awesome Weekend
What a weekend! So chock full of fun and productivity that I feel like I need another weekend to get around to the relaxing part that I missed the first go round.
On Saturday we went to see the Holmes new old place, as it is now on the market, and if you want a condo in Austin you should totally go check it out and buy it from them. There were lots of tasty snacks and several different meats and even one fruit that made it onto the grills. Oh yes, there were multiple grills being put to use, it was awesome. Everyone had a grand old time sippin' beers and snarfing the snacks. I mostly hid inside with the air conditioning, but I did voluntarily escort Henry when he wanted to go outside for a bit. He was a doll and even listened to me when I hollered the wrong name. (my bad) From there we headed over to Lacy's for what was supposed to be another cookout. There were all manner of bizarre party games, and everyone got bit by the ants in the yard. Luckily there was plenty of beer to dull the pain, but there was no grilling. This means that we went home with the same 4 pounds of sausage that we came with.
Still, I had thought ahead and started inviting people to come over to our place on Monday when we were at Travis and Ashley's. So I knew that I'd get out of having to eat 8 sausages by myself. Unfortunately the second party had culminated with an excess of beer, some karaoke (despite Sean's best efforts*), and far too many pixie stixs for someone of my years. As a result I was worthless on Sunday. We worked like mad on Monday morning. We cleaned the place top to bottom (except for guest room where I hide the dog) and we went grocery shopping, and we had a great little shindig. We were ready roughly 45 minutes late, and that happily coincided with our first guests arriving. The last guests left fairly late after we finished catching up with all our recorded episodes of Who Wants to be a Superhero? The season finale is on this week, so I figured we ought to get them done. Jeff and I cleaned again and then sleepily crawled into bed. It was a full weekend, and I had a blast... well except for the bits where I felt a bit crappy. Still all in all it was worth it.
*When karaoke came up Lacy declared that they had the game and we should play. Sean told everyone completely dead pan that he had traded it in. When Lacy found the game he said that the disc wasn't inside, but it was. Then he tried to say that he had sold the microphone, but Lacy found the headset. Sean pointed out that the headset sucked, and that you still couldn't play without the microphone. Once Lacy had the microphone in hand he gave up and let all the women folk, and some of the men, commence with making asses of themselves in his living room.
On Saturday we went to see the Holmes new old place, as it is now on the market, and if you want a condo in Austin you should totally go check it out and buy it from them. There were lots of tasty snacks and several different meats and even one fruit that made it onto the grills. Oh yes, there were multiple grills being put to use, it was awesome. Everyone had a grand old time sippin' beers and snarfing the snacks. I mostly hid inside with the air conditioning, but I did voluntarily escort Henry when he wanted to go outside for a bit. He was a doll and even listened to me when I hollered the wrong name. (my bad) From there we headed over to Lacy's for what was supposed to be another cookout. There were all manner of bizarre party games, and everyone got bit by the ants in the yard. Luckily there was plenty of beer to dull the pain, but there was no grilling. This means that we went home with the same 4 pounds of sausage that we came with.
Still, I had thought ahead and started inviting people to come over to our place on Monday when we were at Travis and Ashley's. So I knew that I'd get out of having to eat 8 sausages by myself. Unfortunately the second party had culminated with an excess of beer, some karaoke (despite Sean's best efforts*), and far too many pixie stixs for someone of my years. As a result I was worthless on Sunday. We worked like mad on Monday morning. We cleaned the place top to bottom (except for guest room where I hide the dog) and we went grocery shopping, and we had a great little shindig. We were ready roughly 45 minutes late, and that happily coincided with our first guests arriving. The last guests left fairly late after we finished catching up with all our recorded episodes of Who Wants to be a Superhero? The season finale is on this week, so I figured we ought to get them done. Jeff and I cleaned again and then sleepily crawled into bed. It was a full weekend, and I had a blast... well except for the bits where I felt a bit crappy. Still all in all it was worth it.
*When karaoke came up Lacy declared that they had the game and we should play. Sean told everyone completely dead pan that he had traded it in. When Lacy found the game he said that the disc wasn't inside, but it was. Then he tried to say that he had sold the microphone, but Lacy found the headset. Sean pointed out that the headset sucked, and that you still couldn't play without the microphone. Once Lacy had the microphone in hand he gave up and let all the women folk, and some of the men, commence with making asses of themselves in his living room.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Trekking Along
I've completed the first hiking sock for Iza, and I'm onto the foot of the second one. I had hoped to devote enough time to knitting this weekend that I'd get them both finished, but it doesn't look like that is going to happen. I think I've actually managed to start the second sock in the right place on the yarn so that I'll two practically identical socks. I've never bothered even trying before, but the patterning on this one was pretty easy to figure out, and I'm not worried about running out of yarn so I could afford the waste.
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Oh Romeo
I had the quickest highlight and haircut appointment ever yesterday. It was almost so quick as to be a blur. I was definitely a bit dazed at the end. I got there just after 4:30 and I was out of there by 5:15. I think that the order it happened in was first an essential oil treatment, then the hand painted highlights, then washing, and then the cut and styling. It was a very efficient haircut, without any wasted movements. It's kind of choppy, but not choppy... Those of you who see it Saturday will have to let me know what you think. I think it's not much different than my previous haircut, but yet it is different... It's hard to put into words. I think I like it. I have a completely insane fear that the first time that I wash it and leave the house without doing anything to it that it'll go crazy on me and I'll look mad. We'll see, won't we? :)
Anyways, after the haircut Jeff and I headed home to let the dog out. I didn't want the poor beast to have to spend too much longer in his crate before he got to go out. We chilled at home for a while so that Muttly could have some running around time before we went out to dinner. We decided to go to Romeo's, and everything was delicious. I'm glad that we decided not to get an appetizer because as it was I only at half my dinner, didn't finish the dessert that we shared, and went home uncomfortably full. We started by sharing a house salad and a cup of soup. OMG the soup was so good. I got the tomato basil, and I think it's my new favorite. The cup of soup is also a fairly generous portion, and it's only $3 at dinner (or $2 at lunch). The waitress recommended getting two half orders since I couldn't make up my mind on what to eat last night. She says that they only charge half of what the entry normally costs, and not a penny more, for half orders. I went ahead and got half orders of the Romeo's Shells and Tortellini Sugarosa. They were both excellent, but I prefer the shells. I believe that the tortellini is vegetarian (not vegan) and the shells are stuffed FULL of meat, so that's probably why I liked them better. In retrospect I would take advantage of the fact that you can get a half order and just get a half order. It basically gives you the lunch prices, and it's still a good amount of food. If you're still hungry I suppose you could order another half or take advantage of their tiramisu, and it is excellent. The tiramisu was so full of mascapone we were in heaven.
We also ran into the lesser known 5th Baldwin brother, Bubba Baldwin, at Romeo's. That's what Jeff called him and it fit so well that that's how we referred to him for the rest of the night. He was all sorts of freaky. He greeted us at the door and showed us to our first table on the patio. He kept randomly exclaiming "Haha" all loud and strange, and he had some tomato sauce on his face. Bubba Baldwin sat us at a table that was all wobbly and right in front of two loud fans, so our waitress helped us find a better table. I seriously almost considered leaving, because I was worried that he was going to be our waiter. The dude is weird. I'm glad that we stayed because the food was terrific, our waitress was great, and the weather was really cool. When the rain started to pour down we were glad not to be in front of the fans anymore. It was strange because we could hear the rain, and if you looked into the street you could see it against the car headlights, but it was almost surreal. The patio is really well rain proofed and was quite pleasant even during the worst part of the brief storm.
Anyways, after the haircut Jeff and I headed home to let the dog out. I didn't want the poor beast to have to spend too much longer in his crate before he got to go out. We chilled at home for a while so that Muttly could have some running around time before we went out to dinner. We decided to go to Romeo's, and everything was delicious. I'm glad that we decided not to get an appetizer because as it was I only at half my dinner, didn't finish the dessert that we shared, and went home uncomfortably full. We started by sharing a house salad and a cup of soup. OMG the soup was so good. I got the tomato basil, and I think it's my new favorite. The cup of soup is also a fairly generous portion, and it's only $3 at dinner (or $2 at lunch). The waitress recommended getting two half orders since I couldn't make up my mind on what to eat last night. She says that they only charge half of what the entry normally costs, and not a penny more, for half orders. I went ahead and got half orders of the Romeo's Shells and Tortellini Sugarosa. They were both excellent, but I prefer the shells. I believe that the tortellini is vegetarian (not vegan) and the shells are stuffed FULL of meat, so that's probably why I liked them better. In retrospect I would take advantage of the fact that you can get a half order and just get a half order. It basically gives you the lunch prices, and it's still a good amount of food. If you're still hungry I suppose you could order another half or take advantage of their tiramisu, and it is excellent. The tiramisu was so full of mascapone we were in heaven.
We also ran into the lesser known 5th Baldwin brother, Bubba Baldwin, at Romeo's. That's what Jeff called him and it fit so well that that's how we referred to him for the rest of the night. He was all sorts of freaky. He greeted us at the door and showed us to our first table on the patio. He kept randomly exclaiming "Haha" all loud and strange, and he had some tomato sauce on his face. Bubba Baldwin sat us at a table that was all wobbly and right in front of two loud fans, so our waitress helped us find a better table. I seriously almost considered leaving, because I was worried that he was going to be our waiter. The dude is weird. I'm glad that we stayed because the food was terrific, our waitress was great, and the weather was really cool. When the rain started to pour down we were glad not to be in front of the fans anymore. It was strange because we could hear the rain, and if you looked into the street you could see it against the car headlights, but it was almost surreal. The patio is really well rain proofed and was quite pleasant even during the worst part of the brief storm.
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