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What is the best thing to do after a beer festival? Go and get more beer at the best Belgian beer store in town. We sat in there just to cool off.
We ate this at Cantina in East Atlanta. We are going to die.
This was one of the only highlights. I wanted to kick this guy in the balls.
It was hot and disappointing but we were able to get a picture with a Colonial beer maker. Yawn.
I apologize for my drunk blog postings this last weekend. My awesome wife surprised me with a limo and an impromptu trip to Athens to eat at Farm 255 and have some beer at the Belgian beer fantasy called Trappeze. The trip there with my friends and good beer was as good as the organic food at the restaurant. The birthday carrot cake cupcakes were excellent as was the cheeseburger. I would love to go back sober. The pub was a short but nice visit and they had a great draft selection of beer. Thanks to my friends and family for making my 35th very special.
I am not sure what this is.
In Athens we drank and we partied. I think.
I am not sure why they are here
Pretty cool place in Athens. I am having a cheeseburger.
I cannot believe it!
They are not hookers. I think.....ugh.
I am in a large limo my wife procured and have no idea where I am going. Yay for 35!
In order to mock my sister and entertain her friends with wacky pictures, I pretended to take a regular picture. The cupcakes were excellent even though the girl with afro was holding them.
I plan on taking pictures of all of my sister's food. Why? I am not sure but her friends seem to care.
We are at JCT Kitchens with my sister. We came straight from the airport and had to have truffle fries. The potatoes are not in the shape of Hello Kitty.
Probably one of the most delicious burgers ever. Ground tuna is combined with spices and wasabi to create a great flavor.
It is hard to believe that this place is in the Reagan airport but it is a nice change from the standard "TGI McPoopie's".
These monkeys would come up to the windows, put their back to the idiot tourists and eat. Pretty funny to see them essentially tell us to "kiss my ass".
I thought it was a baby but then I read the educational sign. I am happy to learn things.
Looks like me after a long flight.
We had a few hours to kill because we could not get an earlier flight. Yay!
The picture before was weak and amateurish - sorry.
A guayaguil chocolate was a nice rich ending to a nice meal. Good thing I walked 8 miles today.
Our last evening in DC was spent at this seafood place that had a great tuna steak. I was very impressed.
I walked for another 3 miles and walked behind the White House by mistake. Looks about the same as the front.
I rushed down there to make it to the gift shop and it was tiny and lame. My time at the Fed spoiled me and I was not interested in paying ten dollars for a stuffed bear with a dollar bear on its' tummy.
We walked by to check up on him and he seemed OK.
A nice end to a wonderful meal. Just enough chocolate to satisfy without adding another layer of booty.
My love of tot and veined soft cheese made this a perfect side dish for me. It was balanced and delicious - a symphony of potato processing.
I ordered this amazing dish that arrived in a cast iron pan filled with the juice it was braised in. It fell apart and had an incredible texture and flavor. Easily the best short rib I have ever tasted. I am in my happy place.
My dinner companions ordered this specialty of the house. Notice the marrow with spoon to really get the arteries clogged.
As if the pate wasn't enough, these bundles of joy came before a sniff of meat.
Country bread with pate is a better free appetizer than stale breadsticks at Olive Garden.
I have always wanted to come here and this one is near the White House so W must approve.
Because the Jesus freaks in Georgia do not allow high alcohol beer, I have to seek them in my travels. The IPA is one of the best from Dogfish and the Fort is a beer brewed from rasberries that is one of the highest gravity beers ever at almost 20%. Lastly, a limited edition Hop Ale caught my eye. See what you make me do Georgia Legislators!
The National Geographic Museum had an exhibit that looked both weird and interesting.
I walked all the way there about a mile or so to see Japanese tourists ask homeless guys for pictures.
My hotel room had what looked like leftover clothes but they turned out to be clothes for sale. Weird...
I like coming into a clean room without naked German men in the room. After a weird flight that had a pressurized cabin issue, I am happy to get some sleep in the nation's capital.
Shocking, huh?
Rejection on a national television does not get any better. I am supposed to be sleeping but oh well.
Pretty nice view - I am a very important Marriott Rewards member & should be highly respected.
The dessert is very rich and finishes off a great meal.
This close-up picture is a shout out to my queen of rice wife. How do they keep the beans and rice so intact?
This shredded flank steak cooked in onions and mojo has a heavy plantain dome of goodness. To make the dome easier to tackle, a bowl of chicken stock is brought to the table. Ofcourse it is awesome.
The mojo dipping sauce goes incredibly well with these fried swords of happiness. They are as addictive as any pharmaceutical of choice.
The sign may say Habana Grill but Mr. Pepe says otherwise. Pretty good Cuban food for being 4 hours north of Miami. There are some random Cubans in the Central Florida area keeping it real.
My sister works at this production school where they do some filming in a backlot. You can hardly tell I am in an old abandoned strip mall and not in a busy city street. There was a weird guy from Charlotte named Brian running around screaming obscenities at the janitor and accusing his mop of being shifty and lazy.