This may be the last foodie adventure we have for a while because we have been going nuts as of late.
I'm sure Beetchie will thank us for not posting any more pictures for a good month or so. That's how long we're giving ourselves for this self-imposed 'ban'.
Momma HOchie promised Frass an Easter black cake. Why she would do such a thing is beyond me, and even more perplexing to MC, X, Beetchie and TD5.
She informs me it's due to the fact that Frass brings alcohol when he comes around (even though he hardly comes around).
In other words, I hope you lot are paying attention because apparently that is all it takes to get to Momma Ho's heart.
With a promised cake to deliver and a blog prize to give, we decided to meet with Frass for some good times downtown.
Showing posts with label Pommes Frites. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pommes Frites. Show all posts
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Friday, June 26, 2009
Doubles and Mayo?
Who would concoct such a vile combination?!
No one really, that's just a misleading blog title.
It's not good time trini doubles like some of you may be thinking of...and DEFINITELY not those other types of doubles that CLee might be thinking of.
This afternoon, with the threat of a thunderstorm, which not only threatened but actually waited until we were in the open to occur (i.e. eff you false sense of security) Aims, H1, Beetchie and I went to St. Mark's.
Many a day we speak of going on foodie adventures but have decided that will do it this summer or at least try to, to knock a few things off someone's list.
Today was Pommes Frites. I had it before with some awesome eggplant mayo but H1 and Aims never had it before, so off we went and actually got a seat there.
Aims went with the sweet mango chutney mayo, H1 with the garlic mayo, Beetchie with the poutine and I with boring blue cheese as I didn't really see the board and made a hasty decision. Don't judge me.
Next, Beetchie and I went off to Toy Tokyo because we're addicts and it's right next to Pommes Frites. There were hardly any TokiDoki pups left for us to choose some so instead we picked dangerous zipper pull toys.
Beetchie blames it on H1 but our luck was not that great. We both got the same dangerous zipper pullie. I wanted either the brass knuckles, knife or razor blade but got a neon orange grenade. Beetchie got the same in a normal green. Who's going to believe that my zipper's dangerous with a neon orange grenade? Do such things exist?
Then I tried to do BooHead a kindness by getting a WALL.E capsule toy and got the famous Umbrella Robot. Wha'? Yeah, I don't even remember there BEING an umbrella robot in that movie though I guess the only place it could possibly have been in was featured as a member of the misfit rehab robots.
Cursing my ill luck, I gave the money to Beetchie to try her hand...and out popped a second umbrella robot. The doubles luck was unappreciated.
Snarky Toy Tokyo workers was also unappreciated - don't talk to me like I don't know what I want in Bleach toys, asses. I don't want series 3, 5 or 1. Series 6 or nothing. Ah well. They were kind of funny in a "I could smack them" sort of way.
After our failures at Toy Tokyo we trooped for some gelato which made my hands super dirty and 'bloody' like, took pictures of some peculiar buildings and the cube (have I never done that before?!), went to beard papa and then home.
Before I forget though, I wonder how long it took for a. the tape I stuck to Beetchie's jacket without her knowing, to fall off or b. did she not realise at all and went out like that later that night? It looked like it was coming off when she was leaving the subway.
Hmmm.
Aims showed us the coolest thing at Grand Central which we have to remember to show CLee when he comes up next year for the Toy Story 3 premiere in June...for 5 weeks again!
We had fun times and H1 has decided that we will try to do this at least once or twice a month because we don't explore NYC enough as we should.
While creepy, H1 and I saw dirty carney hand prints on the glass on the train. H1 found it very coinky dinky like that it JUST so happened that my tiny carney hands were also dirty and that I too, was traveling on the same train as the prints.
Curious?
Hmmm.
Currently listening to: "Alex Descends Into Hell for a Bottle of Milk/Korova I" by U2. Wha'?
No one really, that's just a misleading blog title.
It's not good time trini doubles like some of you may be thinking of...and DEFINITELY not those other types of doubles that CLee might be thinking of.
This afternoon, with the threat of a thunderstorm, which not only threatened but actually waited until we were in the open to occur (i.e. eff you false sense of security) Aims, H1, Beetchie and I went to St. Mark's.
Many a day we speak of going on foodie adventures but have decided that will do it this summer or at least try to, to knock a few things off someone's list.
Today was Pommes Frites. I had it before with some awesome eggplant mayo but H1 and Aims never had it before, so off we went and actually got a seat there.
Aims went with the sweet mango chutney mayo, H1 with the garlic mayo, Beetchie with the poutine and I with boring blue cheese as I didn't really see the board and made a hasty decision. Don't judge me.
Next, Beetchie and I went off to Toy Tokyo because we're addicts and it's right next to Pommes Frites. There were hardly any TokiDoki pups left for us to choose some so instead we picked dangerous zipper pull toys.
Beetchie blames it on H1 but our luck was not that great. We both got the same dangerous zipper pullie. I wanted either the brass knuckles, knife or razor blade but got a neon orange grenade. Beetchie got the same in a normal green. Who's going to believe that my zipper's dangerous with a neon orange grenade? Do such things exist?
Then I tried to do BooHead a kindness by getting a WALL.E capsule toy and got the famous Umbrella Robot. Wha'? Yeah, I don't even remember there BEING an umbrella robot in that movie though I guess the only place it could possibly have been in was featured as a member of the misfit rehab robots.
Cursing my ill luck, I gave the money to Beetchie to try her hand...and out popped a second umbrella robot. The doubles luck was unappreciated.
Snarky Toy Tokyo workers was also unappreciated - don't talk to me like I don't know what I want in Bleach toys, asses. I don't want series 3, 5 or 1. Series 6 or nothing. Ah well. They were kind of funny in a "I could smack them" sort of way.
After our failures at Toy Tokyo we trooped for some gelato which made my hands super dirty and 'bloody' like, took pictures of some peculiar buildings and the cube (have I never done that before?!), went to beard papa and then home.
Before I forget though, I wonder how long it took for a. the tape I stuck to Beetchie's jacket without her knowing, to fall off or b. did she not realise at all and went out like that later that night? It looked like it was coming off when she was leaving the subway.
Hmmm.
Aims showed us the coolest thing at Grand Central which we have to remember to show CLee when he comes up next year for the Toy Story 3 premiere in June...for 5 weeks again!
We had fun times and H1 has decided that we will try to do this at least once or twice a month because we don't explore NYC enough as we should.
While creepy, H1 and I saw dirty carney hand prints on the glass on the train. H1 found it very coinky dinky like that it JUST so happened that my tiny carney hands were also dirty and that I too, was traveling on the same train as the prints.
Curious?
Hmmm.
Currently listening to: "Alex Descends Into Hell for a Bottle of Milk/Korova I" by U2. Wha'?
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