I am fully comfortable admitting that I was one of the "Daylight Savings Complainers" today. As a long-suffering insomniac, I have enough trouble getting to sleep on the weekdays as is. Especially on Sundays. So to combine all of that and then deduct one additional hour... me no likey. Monday at work felt puffy and discombobulated and all I wanted to do was curl into the fetal position in my sweats. So while I was engraving "RIP MONDAY, MARCH 11" on a tombstone to hurry up the process (if you build it, it will come obviously-at least that's what Kevin told me), I was thinking about the weekends and what life is like when you can just 'be'. And eat.
I've never been to 23Hoyt before though I had long meant to go. On foot, it's about a 5 minute walk from my place. During a trek to the grocery store a couple weekends ago, we passed the front window just as Happy Hour was getting going: Bye Errands. Hello fine dining for cheap.
And yes, those are Bacon, Egg & Cheese Deviled Eggs. I mean... I can barely discuss my thoughts on stuff that good. Just yum. And because my drink is twice the size of his polite cocktail at 4 PM- I would just like to point out that I was only drinking club soda. Let the record show.
Here's to being one day closer to the freedom to eat, drink and be very weekendy-merry.
all photos are mine.