Eggs Benedict
I feel like a traitor this morning. The network admin called me into his office as I was coming in and asked if I could still use instant messaging. Feeling that lying would be a bad avenue to pursue I told him that it was and watched as he got a pensive look on his face. He didn't seem upset that I hadn't told him, but I still feel guilty for withholding the information. If it had been anything else I would have been very forthcoming, but I don't want IM to go away.
In other news, I had a nice Easter weekend and got to spend some quality time with me mum who came up for church yesterday. She staid the night to do some shopping today, so we watched The Cat Returns (Miyazaki) after church. I finally stayed awake for it all and she seemed to think it was very cute. (Cat is one of Miyazaki's lighter offerings and I really enjoyed it, not as good as Kiki or Totoro, but better than Castle in the Sky). Church wasn't as bad an experience for me emotinally as it was last time, I'm considering going back on a more regular basis. After the movie Mom watched Star Wars: New Hope and I played WoW with Trin, it was a pleasant way to wrap up the weekend.
Saturday was a completely wasted day and that was exactly how I wanted it. I didn't get up till noon, instead opting to lay under the warm blankets, sleeping while the slow sound of rain drifted through the window…it was wonderful. I did finally go to the gym and did cardio for an hour, longer than I usually do it, but at a light steady pace…I highly approved. I got odd looks for walking in the rain though, but it felt so refreshing if not a little cold
Backing up a bit more; I took Thursday off so that on Wednesday night I could pick up Ruvaldt and go to Dustin's house for some all night Xbox madness! We played some old school arcade games like Rampage and Smash TV, then as our alcohol soaked bodies descended into madness we switched to the GameCube and played Mario Cart. At some point we smoked cigars on the patio and talked about moving to the Ukraine, around 6:00 we went to Wal-Mart for a new controller and then around 8:00 I fell asleep still clutching my game controller. It was good times.
Thursday night we went to a terrific little German place in Rowlett called Fritzils. I haven't had a lot of German food in my time, but everyone agreed that this was awesome. We all got the Hause Snitzel (sp?) that came in a cognac, mushroom sauce that I swear to god will curl your toes. The sauerkraut and potatoes were also top notch. We had some sort of appetizer, but I sure as hell don't remember what it was called. For drinks we imbibed Warsteiner Dunkel, a dark German beer, and it complimented everything to the hilt. To the hilt! As an added bonus, the owner of the place gave us complimentary shots of some Plum Brandy after Dustin inquired what "Austrian Firewater" was. If you're ever in Rowlett be sure to check out Fritzil's and make damn sure your inspection sticker is up to date.
-Update- The wife-creature is recovered from her gum infection (yuck!) and both her and the kitty seem to be doing well.
Comments
Where is it in Rowlett? My fucktard ex loves German and used to force me almost at gunpoint to go to Bavarian Grill in Plano a lot. Last time I went I got something that was so vile I dare not speak its name. Some cheese thing.
Posted by: bunny | March 29, 2005 07:10 AM
It's hard for me to pinpoint exactly where in Rowlett the resteraunt lies or give exact directions. Navigating through that area is a very "seat of the pants" adventure for me. I would surmise that it lies somewhere in the vicinity of Rowlett Road and SH66. At least I hold the wispy belief that I could find my way back there if I were to begin at that intersection.
See I've always heard that the Bavarian Grill was really good. I've never been there, but thought about it many times when I dwelled in Plano-land. (in the past my willingness to try new things was lesser than it is now.) I have a few friends who have raved about it in the past, so I'm a little surprised to hear something bad. Interesting.
There's a place in Casa Linda that I want to try next: Frankie's Little Europe. I've heard nothing but good things about it.
Posted by: Jeff | March 29, 2005 10:54 AM
Are those the kind of friends who are all about beer? Because that was the big draw for the ex-BF.
Posted by: bunny | March 29, 2005 10:15 PM
Well, yes, those friends are definitely beer-snobs, but I wouldn't say that beer was the reason they went. At least in as much as the theorem points out: good beer + good food = bliss. Besides, if all you want is good beer, and them being a practical lot (mostly), there are far more convenient places to go besides an obscure shopping mall in north Plano.
While I don't hold their opinions as gospel I had, through experience, learned to respect it. That's why I was mildly surprised to hear you had a bad experience there.
Posted by: Jeff | March 30, 2005 08:34 AM