Showing posts with label 36 bucks for a whisk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 36 bucks for a whisk. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

I had Mike Weir for Valentine's Day

6 COOOOOOMMENTS! Now you speak up!
Yup, that's right.

I got to TASTE HIM. He was surprisingly dry. But I drank him all in.


Oh, you guys are disgusting. I meant his sparkling wine,  jizz  jeez.


He fizzed all in my mouth. Also? The dim lighting made me look better to the New Husband. Probably.


When we saw the sign for this Italian restaurant (highly recommended by a fellow in the Williams Sonoma store), we expected shag carpeting and beads onto the doors in the washroom.


Surprisingly swanky. You didn't make the table cut if you were forced to sit at the bar or pizza bar. Just FYI.


It was surprisingly elegant, and we managed to score a table at 6pm on a Friday night with no reservations.

We must have looked mistakenly classy.

Also, holyshitandallthingsnotaffordable, have you people ever been in Williams Sonoma? The New Husband spent $36 on a whisk. A WHISK!

We spent $20 on PEPPERCORNS, people.

PK, you have got some mighty classy taste. I felt so out of place in that store.

So here's to tasting Canadian golfers like Mike Weir, while your husband watches, on Valentine's Day!!

*clinks glass in right hand to glass in left hand*

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