10-Course Kinda Thursday

Okay, I’m going to make you a deal. I’m going to not eat today, and you’re going to not think I have an eating disorder.

Chances are I will eat, I just can’t imagine that reality right now.

It’s restaurant week here in NYC. For some reason I thought it would be a brilliant idea to schedule two three-course meals for one day. Why? Because if I’m going to indulge I may as well get it all over with in one fell swoop.

Hmm, now that I see it written that’s a pretty silly theory. I will admit that I cannot always trust my own judgement…either way, yesterday was a delicious day. A filling day, and based on my normal three-square-meals a day lifestyle I’ve eaten enough for 2 whole days (plus some). Yes, I am an overachiever.

I spent my lunch hour (ahem, hour +) noshing with my aunt. She took me to Brasserie 8 1/2, it was goodish. I thought the ambiance was a bit “upscale airport lounge”-ish, not really the type of restaurant that makes you feel comfortable and at ease. The dessert was a bit too sweet for my taste, but the lamb was lovely and the cauliflower soup that started the meal was good. I’ve never been so thankful for small portions.

For dinner, I met up with Anna. I met Anna through my blog! Hi Anna! We work in the same area so we decided to meet up for dinner at Dawat, a “fine-dining” Indian restaurant. Quotations because that’s what they call themselves, it was a nice restaurant but I hardly felt out of place which is how I usually feel at fine dining joints.

The company was lovely and so was the food. By the end though, I was struggling to stay awake (no reflection on you Anna), and hailed a cab which I promptly napped all the way home in.

I ate sooooo much yesterday, and now I’m feeling more motivated than ever to get back to my happy weight. I’ve gained quite a bit of weight this year, and honestly I think I’ve had enough indulging for a while.

Achilles lives in a building with a gym so I told him I may start using him for his treadmill. Tomorrow morning we’re going on a joint indoor run. Yeah, we’re romantic like that.

Here’s the food…all of it:

Breakfast