Sometimes the snow can be quite pretty. Note that between the taking of this photo and the posting of it, we've had fifteen more inches of snow and today, half an inch of ice. I don't really love snow anymore.
Saturday, January 22nd, was an awesome night. We started out at Taco Truck, which has not only great food but the most awesome bathrooms in Hoboken. Then we joined Sean and Laura at Duffy's, one of our favorite bars, for a beer and an eternal game of darts. We followed that up with an excursion to the city for Meg's birthday. Drinking at Fiddlesticks continued for a few hours, before we decided to return to Hoboken with Bryan and Ceili. Back on the west side of the Hudson, we hit up Pommes Frites for a late night snack, and ended up back at Duffy's for more beer and darts. We stumbled home at 2 am in a pretty good mood.
And I forgot my camera. So here's us five seconds before we passed out.
Papa Fink's birthday as well as the Jets' last chance for the Super Bowl. The Jets lost, but the cake was good.
A little Martha Stewart moment on the top of our kitchen cabinets.
After having such a good time with the Cascaranos on Saturday, we made a double-date for Tuesday. Oddfellows was having a Restaurant Week special. Of all the RW menus we tried in the past few days, Oddfellows certainly had the most bang for your buck. In addition to my monster "Trio Sampler" entree of crawfish etouffee, shrimp gumbo, and sausage jambalaya, I also had a calamari appetizer and huge slice of chocolate bourbon pecan pie. Needless to say, we did not stop at Pommes Frites on the way home this time.
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