Hair of the Dog

I sound like a wuss to say that I still expect to be hung over on Sunday, after Friday's "hen" party, but since I do, I'd like to vote for Mexican -- for the margaritas and the beer and shot. Lobos on Court has a great big table on the second floor perfect for us -- even though it's a bit further from the Lobos on Fifth. Bottom line: I'd like to vote for cheap, greasy, and boozy for this SND.

Stuff White People Like....

This is my new favorite website, shared already with Claude. When showing it to who I consider the ultimate in white people, my sister Anne, #91 showed up as the most recent post. Claude, I'm nothing short of both #87 and #91 right now!

http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/

Easter Bonnie's?

Far flung from SND, still wheezing from our lamb, peas, and roasted potato dinner. Oh, and the double chocolate chip bundt cake. I want to barf, yet, I also want to hear of SND. How was your dinner, all of y'all? Here's a cute photo from our sad, totes working-class Easter egg hunt. I quote my nephew, "When is my real Easter egg hunt?" Um....

In other last-Sunday discussion topics...

Props to David Paterson for being funny, self-effacing, and most importantly pre-emptive by announcing the affairs before some newspaper (ahem) could dig them up. Love him.

From Our Lips...

There's a piece about dining at South Pole station — just when I was complaining about the food! So I guess SND can go to the Antarctic for its international flavor tour. We are so on the culinary pulse.

PS Dinner was not delicious, I admit, but I had a fantastic time. The red velvet cake is almost entirely devoured by the Men's Journal staff.

Beware the ides of March...

In the Roman calendar, the term ides was used for the 15th day of the months of March, May, July, and October, and the 13th day of the other 8 months.

In modern times, the term Ides of March (Latin Idus Martiae) is best known as the date that Julius Caesar was assassinated, in 44 BC, the story of which was famously retold in William Shakespeare's play Julius Caesar. The term has come to be used as a metaphor for impending doom.

SO WHERE SHALL WE EAT?

People feeling the Roman vibe? The Gallic vibe?

Son of Sam, and us

And we move forward....to dinner.

Thoughts for this coming Sunday? We're sans Peter-- maybe we should have Latin food to commemorate his absence? Any places we've been trying to get to?

Weigh in, please.