In the morning we got ready and headed over to Dean and Deluca for some coffee and muffins. I, OF COURSE, had the GLORIOUS MORNING MUFFIN! An amazing way to start your day off right but I have YET to find such a wonderful delight in beantown, as of yet.
John and his guy Chris met us for coffee, Lindsey came later. While eating I got a txt from Dana reminding me to bring bathing suits for the pool after the festival. This was the BEST IDEA I had ever heard!
It turned out to be a really warm day so a dip in the pool was the best way to end up. The Beer and Bourbon fest was something else. I have never drank so much WITHOUT getting even the slightest buzz! It was especially awkward because our routine was pretty much a shot of bourbon with a beer chaser for 2 hours straight! Then it was time for the BBQ. I was a little disheartened to find that the rumored BBQ (free sample) vendors turned out to JUST be Mac's and it was not by any means FREE. It was, however, quite cheap. 6 dollars bought me a BBQ Chicken Sandwich and two sides. MMM-MMM-GOOD!
By the time dinner rolled around we were ZONKED. Everyone was kind of quite throughout dinner. I had managed to get a sun burnt farmer's tan and the sting of the burn was killing me down. I felt feverish and my stomach didn't feel so hot from leftover beer and bourbon. Like a champ I managed to put back a Black Bean Burger from the Penguin anyhow!
When we reached the venue for Scott's show we were worn out. We were told to get there around 9. The show started sometime after 9:30. When we arrived we found out that they were not going on until 12:30. We let them know that we were sorry but we would not be able to make it.
It was a quiet night but we could not have stayed up until midnight even if we had tried. When we returned to Lindsey's we rallied around the computer while I researched the perfect Mother's Day Brunch Menu. I searched through tons of recipes on the Food Network website. Our menu read like this:
Broiled Vanilla-Ginger Grapefruit
Cinnamon and Pear Stuffed French Toast
Egg Casserole with Sweet Italian Sausage, Sun-dried tomatoes, and Shallots
It was SO GOOD! We picked up the groceries on the way and even though I told my parents we would eat at 1030 we sat down for brunch around 1pm! It was well worth the wait.
In the afternoon we dropped Mike off at the airport to head back to the cold and gloomy north. My family came over for a cookout that night and it was good to see all of my cousins. My aunt arrived and it was the first time I had seen her since she had gastric bypass surgery. She has lost over 90 lbs and it was really awkward. She can't eat ANYTHING.
She and my Mom (they are twins) have been the same size for as long as I can remember. People have confused them often because of their similar looks. It is weird to think that one twin went through something so drastic while the other stays the same.
My mom told me that it is NOT for her and we left it at that. I could tell it was something that she did not want to discuss any further.
After the family parted ways, Rich and I went to see Star Trek at what USED to be the nicest theatre in Charlotte. Regal at Stonecrest has gone DOWN THE DRIAN! This is to say the LEAST! When we walked into our theatre (Regal now has an IMAX theatre) I was appalled. There was trash and popcorn strewn all over the place. There were soda cups and half eaten buckets of popcorn all over the theatre. The floor was so gross and sticky with spilt soda that Rich's flip-flop clung to it and as he took another step forward the strap popped breaking his sandel. This was the last straw for me. "I'll be right back" I told him and I made my way to the "Customer Service" desk out front. "Hi, Yes, excuse me...is any one going to clean the IMAX theatre?" I asked politely. He said that it was 30 min before the show, and that nobody was supposed to be in there yet. I agreed with him and went on to inform him that there were at least 10 people in there already and that the place was filthy. He made no efforts to convey a sense of urgency and just moseyed on over to the guy taking tickets to hand him a broom and a bucket.
I just shook my head in disbelief. One guy would not be able to hose down the theatre. What drove me nuts about the entire experience is that we wound up paying $15 to sit in the dirtiest theatre I have ever been in. This was more than I have ever paid for movies up here and they are said to be more expensive in the north.
Two tears in a popcorn bucket, mutherfuckitt.
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