It's a particularly frosty night here, and the Robert Frost poem ("Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening") just popped into my head.
Sarah, Joe, Carlye and I had a late dinner at Cafe Latte this evening. I used to go there a lot with my grandparents, before we started going to their club. They have killer (as in to die for!) cakes, but I resisted and had this veggie sandwich instead:
I didn't know that the almond asparagus "spread" filling would translate into "cream cheese," but it actually wasn't too bad. I did end up wiping a bit of it out on the second half of my sandwich. It also came with a side salad with balsamic vinaigrette:
We stopped at Blockbuster to pick up Mad Men (for later) and I couldn't resist the giant gumball machine...
I made a strange concoction of a finger of gin with applesauce (!) and water. It wasn't terrible, but I don't know if I would have had it again had I had other options!
Hot cocoa with vanilla, marshmallows, cinnamon and a side of Blue:
Cinnamon toast (B&B, sugar, cinnamon on fiber bread):
Off to bed! I'm going to a coffee shop bright and early to get some work done. Bonne nuit!