Breakfast - I made chocolate chip pancakes and regular pancakes for everyone this morning. I made 1 huge CC pancake for myself which was awesome. :-) Should have taken photos.
Lunch - We went to the Green Turtle for lunch today. Had a really good sandwich - Turkey with bacon and a little BBQ sauce. Came with fries and I had 1 of mom's chicken fingers. Water was the drink. I'm doing well with not getting soda too often when I eat out.
Snacking - mini ice cream cone at the house
Dinner - Oh my goodness, dinner. now THIS was an adventure, that's for sure! We intended to go to Dogfish Head Restaurant/Brewery. I called and they said that they do not take reservations and so we just planned to get there around 5:30 or so. We got there and there was a 1:45 wait for a large table (since we needed 6 adults, 2 high chairs and a booster seat.) So we left. Then it turned out that basically EVERYWHERE has a wait that long, but luckily we found a place within walking distance that told us there was no wait at all, which should have been a hint right there, but when you are desperate just to find a place to sit down and eat, the standards go way down. :-)
The place we ended up at was called "Catchers." It started off with us going in and trying to get the hostess to seat us. Joey was screaming bloody murder and all we wanted to do was get our table so we can sit down and give him a snack, but the hostess basically just kept staring at us and standing there doing nothing for what felt like an eternity. In reality, it may have just been 5 seconds, but I will stick with the story that she was slow and lame.
Ok, so we get seated and they take our drink orders. Among the various orders, Eric and I ordered beers. All the drinks came out except the draft beers and the waitress said the drafts would be out soon. Now when my beer came, the glass was quite cold so I was pretty pumped for a nice cold beer. WRONG-O! The beer was pretty warm. As I'm getting my way down the beer, I actually get a piece of ice. So now I realized that the reason they made us wait is because their beer is always warm and they put ice in it and into a frozen glass to try to fool us into not having a warm beer. Unfortunately, even with all the work they did, the beer was still warm. I wanted to ask the waitress for "more ice for my beer" to cool it off and subsequently, get a little dig in while I made her know that I'm on to them, but Eric thought that may lead to some spit in our food and he's probably right, so I just stuck to my warm beer and didn't order another one.
Now on to appetizers - Kristyn and I got fried Mac & Cheese balls. These were actually quite good, we thought. They were not huge. But Kristyn and I each had 2.
Then it was on to trying their "Special" the Beer Infused pizza with crab topping. Now I have a theory about pizza and how it's basically good even if it's bad and it would have to be absolutely terrible to leave any on the plate. So I took one bite of this thing and my god was it bad. I actually put it right back on the original plate and left it there. It was mushy and gooey, I'm not even sure I ever found the crust. The cheese was just a blob of crap and I am actually kinda sorry I even took that one bite. I have never in my life actually stopped after 1 bite. There has been bad pizza before, but I would at least get through 3-4 bites to give it a shot. I never even considered a 2nd bite on this one. I can not tolerate wasting even 1 calorie on something as bad as this pizza. I should have known, BUT how do you ignore a menu item called "beer infused pizza" especially when it's the special and it comes with seafood in a seafood town? Big Mistake. Please, for the love of God, if you ever end up at this place, DO NOT GET THE PIZZA!
I am going to go out on a limb and deem this pie the "WORST PIZZA I'VE EVER EATEN!"
OK, on to the meal. I ordered the buffalo chicken sandwich with french fries. It was a GRILLED buffalo chicken sandwich and believe it or not, buffalo sauce is not the end of the world calorie or fat wise. Sure, lots of sodium which I'll need to watch come "Stage 2" but you can't be perfect. The sandwich was quite good, I really enjoyed it. So I order my sandwich and here is the conversation:
- JV - I'll have the buffalo chicken sandwich. I just need the chicken, buffalo sauce and bread. Please make sure there is no lettuce, tomato or anything else.
- Waitress - (while giving me a dirty look) - well, they'll probably just put it on anyway
- JV - Well, can you tell them not to? I don't like tomato juice soaking into my bread
- Waitress - (Dirty look and move on to next person)
BUT the french fries - now my mom is picky with her fries. Likes them crispy, piping hot, etc. I asked her for a fry for Joey because my meal had not come yet. She proceeded to put ALL of her fries on my plate and pass them over for Joey. This was a bad sign, but I don't take it too seriously since my mom is quite picky. BUT he kept taking 1 bite and then putting it off to the side, hoping the next one would be better. Eventually, as you see in this video, he decided to "Just Say No" to these fries.
Bonus info: Besides all the confusion, Joey clearly decided that the floor was the best place to keep his snacks. Goldfish, pinwheels, pretzels, you name it, it went on the floor!
So now it is time for the bill. The waitress comes to us and says - and I quote - "Would you like to split the bill or keep it all on one check?" Now I know that they don't necessarily WANT to do the work of splitting the bill, but DON'T ASK IF YOU AREN'T SMART ENOUGH TO DO IT!!!! I asked her to put me, Kristyn and my mom on one bill and the others on a 2nd bill. She looked at me like I was nuts. I told her if that was too much trouble, just put it on 1 bill. Whatever. Regardless, she split it for us, which was nice.
I get my bill and pay but did not realize (And this is totally my bad) that they added the tip on to the bill. I'm usually really on top of things like this but somehow I missed it. I figured I was out the money, but it was $17 and everyone told me I was not a bad person to let her know I goofed. So I figured when they came back to get Eric's bill, I'd tell her. Well, before she ever came back to the table, Everyone besides Eric and I had left. We successfully packed up 4 kids, 2 grandparents and 2 mothers and they were all gone, still no sign of the waitress. She eventually came back and then I told her. She just said "OK." Then the manager comes past, making his rounds and asks me if I needed change or something. I figured he was just doing his due diligence since my entire table had left already and I told him that I just spoke to the waitress and she was taking care of it. Turns out that he was actually there to give me the change. I kinda blew that one, so I had to go back to her and tell her that I still needed to deal with this tip issue.
I wait by the bar and eventually take care of it. Now I turn to leave, not in a rushed or angry manner, just the way any normal human would walk. BUT I had been standing long enough that my flip flop was literally sticking to the dirty nasty floor. I almost busted my ass as my entire body was going in 1 direction and my left foot was stuck in one spot in my flip flop. I turn to the guy next to me and have this conversation with a strange man who is just sitting there, motionless with a deadpan look on his face.
- JV - wow, my flip flop was literally stuck to the floor!
- Man - there's still some money in there
- JV - yes, I left some cash there for the waitress
- Man - you seem to have tweaked your ankle
- JV - Why are you telling me this?
- Man - because I'm worried about you
That's it, aside from the usual Joey running around the sidewalk and practically trying to sprint into traffic, then screaming when I don't let him, trying to get family pictures while the bewitching hour has begun, etc. It was an interesting evening - and for the most part, it had NOTHING to do with the fact that there were 4 tiny humans with us! Overall, they were pretty good!
Late Night Snacking - this evening calls for some beers. I had 3-4 beers and a mini-ice-cream-cone at home.
I think we'll eat in tomorrow . . . . . . . . . .
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