We picked up barbecue from Gates ("Hi, May I help you?") late Sunday morning -- just before the rush hit the restaurant; they always have a crowd on the summer picnic holidays. It was beef and a half sandwiches for us both with fries for Hubby and potato salad for me. The sandwiches were big enough to feed two starving Schnauzers and two adults for both Sunday dinner and supper.
Hubby offered either fried chicken from Stroud's or steak and baked potato from Jess and Jim's in Martin City for a more formal celebration, but I just wasn't feeling it (the new vitamins are sort of playing havoic with my digestive track). Dinner at home without underwear sounded so sweet so we went for it.
Hubby had gotten me a small chocolate cake from the fancy Swiss bakery just up from the Plaza, Andres, and a box of their handmade chocolates. We completed our lazy Sunday afternoon bathed in a chocolate glow.
|I got the small box - the big one costs a fortune!|
|how to party withOUT your underwear!|