Whoo hoo! This is my birthday week!
YES, PEOPLE. I have a WHOLE WEEK.
And every year, during my birthday week, Hubby and I spend seven days doing fun stuff (after work and on weekends). He usually let's me choose what I want to do and kind of rolls with the punches.
So, yesterday, I told him that I wanted to try a new restaurant called The Duck & Bunny. It's this cool little place in Providence, RI that serves crepes for breakfast, lunch, dinner, and dessert. HOLY CREPE!
I love crepes. They are so dainty and light and depending on what you put in them, they can be a fairly healthy meal choice.
Because we went there for dinner, I chose to fill my crepe with spinach, goat cheese (light on the cheese, please), and sun dried tomatoes. YUM. And I washed it down with some freshly brewed ice tea.
The Hubster, on the other hand, LIT UP when he saw HIS MENU CHOICE. Here's what he ordered (and ate every morsel of). Brace yourselves:
No, my friends. You are not seeing things.
The Hubster did indeed ingest FOUR FULL FAT hot dogs, wrapped in crepes, topped with coney island sauce, mustard, and onions...And he washed this abomination down with a glass of red wine. How effin gross is THAT?
Anywho, regardless of my attempts not to puke at the dinner table, Hubby RAVED about his meal! He was all, "Whoever invented this combination IS A GENIUS!"
Leave it to the man that I married to turn the daintiest food EVER into a disgusting PIG FEST. Blech....