I like a little decadence in my day.
Especially when it comes in the form of food or even mad monkey love. I’m not turning down either unless I have a headache, and then I might pass on any extra caffeine.
It’s been a hot minute or three weeks, depending on what kind of calendar you go by, since I last participated in Jenn’s What I Ate Wednesday, which means I’m past due for some action. Not the monkey love kind; I just got me some of that.
I’ve decided to come back strong because that’s what vanilla gorillas do. Plus, I have a humdinger of a day to share with you. Yes, I just said humdinger; twice now. So get your taste buds ready and your salivary glands greased up. You might also want to grab a towel for all the drooling you’ll be doing.
It’s a good thing I’m not a braggart or anything (scoff, snort, giggle).
And away we go.
After sleeping in on Saturday morning and then hitting up a 9 a.m. yoga class, breakfast came pretty late in the day; almost at lunch time. I had two pieces of Italian Bread, a pile of hash browns, and three eggs, scrambled with cow’s milk (moooo), plus fresh dill and mozzarella cheese, both from the farmers market.
Look – a potential entry in my currently fictitious farmers market link up. Would you join?
Lunch was of the liquid variety and mainly because I ate breakfast so late in the day. I was washing my car and caging my tomatoes (those wild beasts) so a Shandy was appropriate. I can safely say anytime I do manual labor in the hot summer sun, a Shandy is going to be involved.
After getting cleaned up and running some errands, the Hubby and I opted for a date night. We hit up Humble Wine Bar at 5:15 p.m.. Now usually, we don’t dine so early, but since neither of us had eaten since breakfast, we were famished.
We started with the White Wine Cheese Board, which came with five different kinds of cheese (Brillat Savarin, Meadow Creek Grayson, VB&C Bonne-Buche, Beemster Gouda XO, and Cabot Clothbound Cheddar). It was also accompanied by house made crackers, bread, honey, nuts and fig jam. Not a crumb remained when we were done. I’m also pretty sure the Hubby saved me every last bite of cheese; he’s a keeper that one.
For our main course, we shared the Quatro Formaggio Pizza (we had already taken the cheese plunge so why not continue the fun?), and I moved onto to my second White Wine Sangria of the night.
Now we probably could have ended our date there. Neither one of us would have walked away hungry, but I happened to get a glimpse of their dessert menu and noticed some of my favorite flavors rolled into one. After talking with the waitress and realizing their desserts are ever-changing, I seized the moment and went with the Raspberry Crème Brulee with Lemon Cake, Candied Kiwi, and White Chocolate Sauce. The spun sugar decoration was simply and literally the icing on the cake. I ate that too.
After dinner we met up with some friends where I drank yet another Summer Shandy. Who knew I turned into such a booze hound come summertime? When we got home around 11 p.m. that night, I proceeded to eat fistfuls upon fistfuls of Kettle Corn I had gotten from the farmers market the day before.
All in all, it was a delicious and decadent day. I’d do it again in a heartbeat, well maybe minus the car washing because um, manual labor.
What does a decadent day look like in your world? Do you drink alcohol and if so, do you find your consumption increases with the warmer weather?