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Bayshore And Dinner?

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I’ve created my own tradition of totally cheating on the last day of a cleanse.  I’m “good” all day and then dinner-time comes around and I just know I deserve sushi.  Today was no exception.  Right after work, I texted Robbie “Bayshore and dinner?”.

We walked a chilly four miles and then headed to Soho Sushi, which was wayyy too crowded, so we headed to The Rack, which was also way too crowded.  Thursday night at The Rack is $20 all you can eat sushi (select rolls), random American food, and all you can drink.  Despite the crowd, we found an empty table in a dark, dark corner.  So dark we needed the flashlight app to read the menu!

Robbie did the twenty dollar deal and I ordered the same exact thing as the last time: the avocado tuna dish and the veggie delight roll.  And no beers for me, just lots and lots of water.  Why is it so much easier to chug water at a restaurant than it is at home?  Is it the straw?  The ice?  The lemon?

I couldn’t tell whether the portions were larger this time or my stomach had shrunk after days of juicing, but either way I went to town on my meal.  Dee-lish.

And when the check came?  $20.12.  I smiled and scribbled my name, knowing this is going to be such a good year!

Do little “signs” like this make you happy?

Monstah Lobstah

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Earlier today, Val and I had a conversation that went something like this:

Val:  What do you think about coming over to my place and walking to Monstah Lobstah and getting crab legs for dinner?

Me:  I think that’s the best idea you’ve ever had.

We headed over to Monstah Lobstah on a mission.  We ordered a bucket of beers and a pound of crab legs each.  About halfway through, we both had the same fear that we were still going to be hungry when all the crab leg cracking was over.  We ordered hush puppies and onion rings and filled our bellies with bread-y goodness.

Val and I are both huge Crab Shack fans, but are totally on the Monstah Lobstah train after tonight.  Not only is it much closer, but it’s cheaper, the sides (especially the hush puppies) are amazing, and did I mention it’s closer?  We’re totally coming back next week for all-you-can-eat crab leg night!

Do crab legs fill you up?  Or do you find that you have to order sides in order to complete the meal?

Architecture In Helsinki

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With soup season comes boot season and, for some reason, the cooler weather also brings concert season.  Last year we noticed a huge influx of good shows in Tampa between October and February and this year promises to be the same way!

I curled my hair for the occasion, embracing my ratty ends.  My mom is probably going to have a heart attack when she sees a publicly posted picture of my blonde, damaged locks, but in all honesty…  I hate haircuts.  Freshly chopped veggies are yum, freshly chopped hair makes me cry.

Justin picked me up and we headed to The Bricks, our usual pre-show spot, to grab some cold beers and a bite to eat.  It was happy hour so I ordered one of J’s favorite, Brooklyn Lager, and what the waitress deemed the ‘least offensive beer on tap’, Palm Belgium Amber.

I ordered the portabelly sandwich with a side of Asian slaw for the gazillionth time.  The past two times I’ve ordered it wrap style and have been super satisfied with the modification.

And then it was Crowbar time!  Crowbar is quickly become my favorite venue for shows.  It’s small, the sound is decent, there’s no bad place to stand, bartenders are friendly, there’s a quaint porch out back, and on some nights the Vegan Beagle even sets up shop.  Oh and I live super close by so I’m on the way, which means it’s never out of the question for me to hitch a ride!

Architecture in Helsinki was one of the best live bands I’ve seen in quite some time.  It was a total 80’s dance party and it just so happens that my sweet dance moves are so appropriate for 80’s dance parties!

Brunch With A Bang

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With a pantry more bare than I could ever imagine, I still haven’t attempted to cut back on my fine, fatty dining.  Perhaps I’m prepping for the holidays?

I think it’s more likely that after a dairy downward spiral, I always need one last bang of a Sunday meal before starting fresh on a Monday.

Robbie picked Bailey’s, the perfect spot for pure glutton.  We sat outside on a glorious mid-70’s fall, Florida day and ate every last bit of every little thing on our plates.

See you tomorrow veggies!!