The Week of the Fatties

Lordy it has been a while. I haven't really had anything to say, because I haven't eaten anything too interesting.  Well, there is one exception...

Dean Street!

BEST. BRUNCH. EVER.

The fries are the definition of melt in your mouth, and the biscuits are a close tie with the biscuits from Pies n Thighs, which is saying a lot. 

Claire's eggs with bacon, a biscuit and gravy. 

My breakfast (which was really dessert). French toast with apple butter and walnuts and a lot of whipped cream.

This was just the start of the week of the fatties.

Claire and I went to my grandparent's house in Georgia, where we didn't necessarily eat the most fantastic food in the world, we just ate a lot of it. From four slices of pizza at dinner, to a milkshake before lunch and a slice of cake after. 

I didn't mean to gorge myself, it just sort of turned out that way. Having a nice break from the city allowed me to take a break from really good food, and have other foods which are also really good, just in a different way. Do you know what I mean?

Here is the view of the lake in Georgia. I took this while having a picnic of cold cut turkey sandwiches in the 70 degree whether.