Archive for September, 2009

The Hubs and I went to Provincetown over the weekend.  He had bought tickets for half-price for the Fast Ferry from Boston to The Cape a while back, and we needed to use them before the season was over.  Not exactly the best timing, considering that we are down to one income for the moment, but we decided to roll with it and enjoy ourselves. We did need a bit of a getaway and I needed to get out of the city for a few days to collect myself.

So to P-town we went.  We stayed at a cute little bed and breakfast, and got in around 8:30pm on Friday night.  We were both starving, and couldn’t wait to get out to dinner.  I am going to warn you all first by saying that this weekend involved a lot of really bad for you but oh-so-good food.  I also decided that I would be a flexitarian over the weekend, since otherwise I would have been eating salads and garden burgers everywhere I went.  Also, I think I actually AM a flexitarian.  As I’ve mentioned before, my reasons for going veg were not so much for ethical or environmental reasons as they were for just not really liking meat anymore.  However, I have had a few bites here and there (see my Mexico recap), and this weekend I really really really wanted some good-ass seafood.  What better place to get this than the Cape? Also, I’ll probably not eat it again until next year, so I am deeming myself a “seasonal-flexi-vegetarian”.

Anyway, since we got in rather late, by the time we checked in and dropped off our bags, it was 9-ish.  We decided to just stop at the first place we saw that suited our fancy.  We stopped in at this cute little joint called The Mayflower.  It was kind of like a greasy-spoon diner, and The Hubs and I each had an appetizer and an entree.  I chose the Portuguese Kale Soup for my app.  It was delish.


The Hubs chose New England Clam Chowder.


There were tons of potato chunks and kidney beans in mine.


Then for my entree I had fried cod fritters with french fries (I also want to warn you that there will be lots of fried things, and lots of french fries, and I loved every unhealthy minute of it).


The Hubs had Portuguese fish & chips. The Portuguese part was the dipping sauce, it was like an herby-pesto-y butter sauce.


Then, we wanted to satisfy our sweet teeth, and there were so many cute little ice cream and fudge shops, so we opted to walk around and find something that would knock our socks off.


I had my very first real froyo!! It was just ok, because it wasn’t flavored and I’m not quite sure what I was expecting.  I liked The Hubs’ soft-serve better.  Lesson learned.

After that, we decided to stop into a bar that was hoppin, and we got to see a fabulous drag queen singing karaoke.  It was AWESOME, and the crowd was really into it the whole night.  We stayed there until the bar closed.  There may or may not have been shots of Yukon Jack.  It is a taste made for hoary nights, after all.

On Saturday, we slept in until noon.  Oops.  We promptly decided that we needed lunch.  The weather was my absolute favorite kind, where you have to wear a long sleeved shirt and it’s breezy, but still gorgeous and sunny out.  I love the fall!!  We walked up and down Commercial Street and settled on a sweet little restaurant that had outdoor dining. I don’t remember the name. We both had major lobster cravings, so we got the New England classic; a lobster roll.


Also, peeps in P-town really know what they’re doing with their fries.  The Hubs thinks it’s because they fry everything else, that they’re so good at it.  I concur.

Yummy Lobster chunks!! That’s all knuckle meat, so I’m told.


We spent the whole day walking around the little town.  It is so damn cute, I was having a blast.  We also enjoyed unpictured coffee, and homemade ice cream (I had pumpkin spice, obviously).  We got a little hungry around 6pm, but didn’t want to eat dinner just yet, so we stopped into a bar for a snack.  We got conch fritters and local brews.  I didn’t take a picture because I was too busy stuffing my face.

After that, we shopped a little bit, and went back to the hotel for a wee nap and some serious DS playing.  Finally we were ready for dinner, so we head out in search of a place with waterfront dining.  We found it.  The tide was really low so all the boats were stuck in the sand.  It was hilarious.  We split a bottle of white wine with our ridiculously indulgent dinners.  We started with lobster rangoons which we split.


Then I had the special of the night, which was homemade lobster ravioli, in a lobster cream sauce, topped with lobster knuckle meat.  It was absolutely insane.  First of all, the ravioli were the size of my head.  There were 4 on the plate and I ate 2.  The lobster sauce was really um, lobstery.  There were chunks upon chunks of lobster meat.  Then the knuckle meat topping?  OMG! Totally unnecessary, but so unbelievably good.   This was a-maz-ing.


During the day we had stopped at a little dessert shop to choose something to bring back to the room and enjoy with a bottle of wine and a movie.  Little known fact: I am obsessed with red velvet cake.  So, when we saw that this little shop had cupcakes that were a) the size of a softball and b) red velvet, the choice was easy.  I couldn’t eat the thing until about 3 hours after dinner, but I devoured it.  Well, most of it.  The cream cheese frosting was piled so high that I couldn’t finish it.  I tried though, I really did.

On Sunday, we woke up bright and early to get some sight-seeing in before we had to go back to Boston.  We grabbed breakfast sammies from a Portuguese bakery before our trek to the top of Pilgrim Monument.


This was egg and one slice of cheese on a Portuguese roll.

Then we walked around some more, made it to the museum and the top of the Monument, did a little more sight-seeing, and decided it was lunchtime.  We picked a place called The Lobster Pot, which has waterfront dining also.  I started with a Bloody Mary.


Best on the Cape!!!  Then we split Oysters Rockefeller.  O. M. G.  These were out of this world amazing.


Then I had (you guessed it), another Lobster Roll.  I am pretty sure that I turned into a lobster this weekend.


It was fab.

Now we’re home, and I’m excited to get back into my healthy eating habits.  My body is craving greens and veggies.  It really is, I cannot stop thinking about salads and Green Monsters.

Now for a 5K update.  For the past 2 weeks, ever since I was so rudely fired, I have pretty much been having a pity party for myself.  I pretend like I don’t care, and that I’m going to be fine (which is true, I will be fine), but I do care.  I never realized how much I identify myself by my work.  I kind of feel lost, like I have no direction and with that comes my absolute disdain for exercise, or anything that would potentially make me feel better.  I have not even put on my brand new sneakers that I bought the day before I found myself with nothing to do except run and work out.  Ironic, no?

I thought about not running the race, but I feel like, what will that prove? Nothing.  I’m going to do it.  So that’s that.  I have to get back into the training, and seeing as how the race is in 2 weeks, I’m not sure what I’m going to achieve, but at least I won’t be a quitter.

Finally, even though I have not worked out, I HAVE been applying for jobs.  I already turned one down, and there is one that I am really hoping that I get, but I have decided that if I don’t get it, it just means that there is something better out there.



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Obviously I’ve been missing for a few days.  Before I give the “big news”, let me recap our vacation quickly.  I don’t have pics at the moment, and I haven’t been photographing my food over the past few days, so I don’t have that to show you.  Sorry.

Vacation was great.  We got off to a rocky start with our flight being delayed 4 hours, which would have caused us to miss our connection to Cozumel.  The only way to get there on Saturday was to fly to Newark, then to Cancun, take an hour long bus ride to Playa del Carmen, then an hour long ferry ride to Cozumel.  We were supposed to get there around 12:30 in the afternoon, and we didn’t actually arrive until 7:30pm.  But, we got there, so we didn’t care in the end.

Our resort was all-inclusive, and had an Italian Restaurant, a Mexican Restaurant, a buffet, 3 pools all with swim up bars, a lobby bar, a sports bar, and a private beach.  All the rooms had a balcony that overlooked the ocean.  It was gorgeous.  The Hubs and I typically don’t like to stay in resorts, and don’t like to eat/drink in the same place well, ever.  This was a different situation altogether and we figured we’d try it out.

We did learn that we don’t drink enough to make an all inclusive worth it for us.  It would have been ok for a few days, or if we would have had another couple to hang around with.  Also, we really really really like to get a variety of foods, and restaurants, and styles, etc.  We mostly ate at the buffet, since there were the most options.  Surprisingly, there weren’t always many vegetarian options.  I did eat meat a few times, as in a slice of ham in a little tiny quiche, a bite of The Hubs’ steak, etc.  I never had it as a “meal”, and only had it about 4 times during the entire trip.  I also don’t know why I feel the need to justify myself; I want to go on record as saying that I’ll eat what I want when I want.  🙂

We also learned that while our resort was a beaut, we really don’t like staying in such a touristy area.  There were just so many kids, and parents who didn’t watch them, and people, and cruise ships, etc.  I much prefer my remote little Zihuatanejo.

Then, when we got home, we both got sick.  We don’t know if it was Aztec Two Step, or just a little tummy bug. Aren’t they really the same thing?  Needless to say, that laid me up for a few days.  I finally went back to work, and……

then I got fired.





That’s right.  The company that I worked for for 5 years, moved my life from NYC to Boston for, spent a month in a hotel in San Francisco alone for, worked ridiculous amounts of hours/overnights/holidays/weekends for,  stressed/cried and lost sleep over, fired me.  I wasn’t the only one, and I’m still not exactly sure what is going on, but I actually feel pretty good.  I may have loved the company, but I didn’t love where I was at right now.

I had 2 celebration parties yesterday; one with my ex-colleagues (many of whom have become some of my closest and dearest friends), and one with The Hubs’ colleagues.  I vented, yelled, cried, laughed, etc.  I ran the gamut of emotions, and it felt great for me to be around people who care about me and support me.

Then today, my landlord called to give me more great news tell me that she has decided to put our house up for sale.  GREAT.  Just fricken great.  I love it.  She was super nice about it and told us that we’d be all set as long as we signed another lease or something, but…just one more thing to worry about.

So far, 2009 has been a banner year.  Really I shouldn’t complain because I know that it could be much worse, but sometimes it’s hard to see the upside of things like this.  At least now I will have more time to blog (yay!), work out, run, etc.  I just have to wait for my damn shins to feel better.

I’ve complained about it on the blog before, so I’m sure it comes as no surprise that I feel that this may be an opportunity.  After many hours of number crunching, student loan deferment, gym membership suspending, paperwork, etc, I am going to relax and enjoy my very first entire holiday weekend with The Hubs.

I hope you enjoy yours!!

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