At this rate, I'm going to get fat

The birthday season goes on. Yesterday my aunt took me to lunch at T-Rex. This has been a fave of mine for a little over a year. She had never been there before. I've been there two times before -- once with Musician Boy, and then with Emerald, Jade, and one of Jade's other friends for my birthday last year. Now it is included in my aunt's list of faves. She started planning her future meals there in the middle of lunch. Near the end, I suddenly remembered that I had not taken the requisite food porn photos. (Alas, I had forgotten my camera at home and had to make due with my cellphone.)


We split a Two-way of pulled pork and babyback ribs,


cornbread with maple butter,


and macaroni and cheese.

I forgot to take pictures of the slow-cooked greens. Oh, and the artichoke appetizer -- grilled and covered in buttery goodness. Then again I have some of the greens in my container in the fridge. It took some arm-twisting to convince my aunt that we should split the leftovers. I think the convincing line was, "By Sunday when your stomach is starting to get settled after tomorrow's chemo treatment, you will be dreaming of the food just like you dream about the garlic noodles from Crustacean's days later."

I still need to celebrate my birthday as well as Father's Day with my dad. It looks like we'll be returning. Because there are so many items on the menu that I have yet to try.

Two last things:

1. How many others were as horrified as I was to hear Fed Ex's "Papagao" on "So You Think You Can Dance" last night?

2. I have been catching up on my young adult reading. Last night I somehow managed to choose two books back-to-back that are set in New Paltz, New York. I had never heard of the place until I read the first book and then to pick a second one?