This weekend was the best. Minus the pants shopping, but that wasn’t so terrible.
I had a Groupon for Stella’s Fish Cafe in Uptown, so Darren and I went for lunch on Saturday. Oh. My. Goodness.
Let’s start with the oyster appetizer. You may not know this about me, but I love oysters. Squeeze a little lemon juice on those suckers… yum.
Please note the giant.
Darren had Norwegian Salmon with asparagus and garlic mashed potatoes, I had the lobster roll. Darren thought his salmon was good but under-cooked. I could have sat there eating lobster rolls all day. Well, my stomach couldn’t, but my mouth wanted to.
Later, I headed over to Kate’s to help with show stuff. If you weren’t aware, Prospero is staging a reading of 8 the play next month. If you’re in the Twin Cities area, please come! You can watch the entire thing on You Tube, also. Anyway, after we wrapped that up, we walked over to Gabe’s for tots and boneless chicken wings. Tots were good, wings will never be as good as Green Mill’s diablo wings.
Today was another Kate-and-Katrina day. We hit up River Falls to check out the antique and thrift stores on Main Street. There was some kind of classic car thing going on too, which was pretty cool to look at. We ate tasty bar food and fro-yo, and did plenty of wandering. I didn’t find anything super special, but Kate picked up an awesome yellow purse. I did spot this Ryan Gosling meme-inspired sign in an antique store:
I will never get sick of Pyrex.
After I got home I decided it was time for a jaunt to Goodwill to see if I could find some pants that fit. I’ve shrunk out of most of mine (bragplaint), and need something for work that looks a little better than the baggy pants I have now. It bums me out because I love my current pants and they’re totally still wearable, but they don’t look particularly polished now that they’re so loose.
I found noting. I did grab a pair of jeans and a cute cable-knit top that actually looks good, plus a shirt for Darren. That’s enough of a win for me.
Now I’m off to do some POP Pilates and cling to the last few hours of the weekend.