Weeekend wrap up

I thought I'd have some time to write in at work, but work turned out busier than I thought, except for today as everyone wraps up the year.

I had a somewhat fun weekend, by my standards anyway. I went to Breakfast yesterday at J. Christophers. The food was awful this time around. I was craving waffles and omelettes so I had both. Apparently, people do not eat both, so the waitress was a bit shocked that I ordered two whole entrees. And then she brought the omelette with the onions on it raw as ever. The instant smell of that with the eggs just got me all nauseous. And that nausea stayed with me for a greater part of the day. You would think that a restaurant that serves only breakfast will specialize in it, and avoid mediocre prep methods. It was horrid. I almost ran into Marlow's Tavern next door to get me some alcohol to quench the nausea. It was bad. I don't know what's wrong with me. To say I still feel a little nausea today is not too far from the truth.

I did eventually get some alcohol. I drove in the torrential rain to Soho in Vinings to sample their wines. It was good and affordable and very serene. There are very few restaurants that make single people feel at ease, and Soho thankfully is one of them. A friend of mine joined me and it made for an equally amusing afternoon. He asked me what I was celebrating, as I sat there, watched the rain and sipped my wine. I don't know why people would ask that, as if you must be in a celebratory mood to sit and enjoy some good wine, a few miles from your home. That is a bit presumptious. It's the end of the year, and I am still alive, and still here. That is cause for a gentle celebration by my standards.

But it was a good weekend. I also stopped by Tavern at Phipps for the first time on Saturday afternoon to enjoy a nice burger - that turned out not so great, what is it about "well done" that translates into charred - and listen to their local live music. The good part was that the waiter comped one of my beers to make up for the charred burger, so that's always a given that I'll be back.

If I had a job in which I sample and review restaurants, it would make for a very good vocation. I do it now on my coin, but can you imagine if I got paid to do it.

Let's see how tonight, NYE turns out. May go out, may not. The one place I wanted to go - TAP - is sold out of tickets for NYE. So it may just be me sitting at home watching Dick Clark battle the shingles as he counts down. Truly how many places can single people go to and not feel left out.