Wow, how hard is it to go back to work after a four day weekend, guys? I’m struggling today. It’s 3pm and I’ve just checked my frequent flyer points balance because what better way to get over the holiday blues (even a small one) than to book another holiday? Despite it only being a three day trip, our little rendezvous to Melbourne over Easter was fantastic – lots of rest, some touristing and most importantly, no shortage of deliciousness.
Because most of our meals in NYC were allocated to the act of burger-eating, we didn’t have much time left for pizza-eating. We had one meal to fill, and tossing up between Lombardi’s (which I’ve been to) and Don Antonio by Starita, we chose ol’ Don Antonio because a) we both hadn’t been before, b) the queue at Lombardi’s is insane at any time of the day and c) Don Antonio does a FRIED PIZZA.
I didn’t know what a fried pizza would taste like, but I guess there is no better time to find out!
Usually when somebody points you in the direction of a bar that sells food – all their food – for $4.95, you kind of expect (a) rubbish food (b) rubbish service (c) probably cheap drinks (d) all of the above. We went to El Furniture Warehouse (or “El Furny”) on a rec from a local, and really didn’t expect anything great.
Well, you know the awesome thing about low expectations? When it turns out good, you’re blown away.
tater tot hot dish, with mushroom beef gravy, cheddar, poached eggs and fried onions
It has been 19 days since my last blog post. This is some kind of obscene record. I mean, the last time I stopped blogging for a substantial amount of time was when I had like, 1/3 of my intestines removed. Well, don’t worry, I’m fine. I’m just in the deep throes of utter depression; post holiday blues compounded by the fact that… actually compounded by nothing. Just Big Bad Post Holiday Blues.
It all started over a discussion about the utter crapness of wedding reception food. No matter where you have it, no matter who caters, it always leaves a lot to be desired. Unless you have a kick ass Chinese banquet, which is always good.
I made a passing comment years ago that if I got married, I would totally have Shake Shack and Luke’s Lobster cater my wedding because those two are things I possibly adore as much as I would adore my betrothed, so you know, it makes sense.
Well, as it turns out, I didn’t have a big wedding per se, but I did celebrate matrimony with all of my favourite things!