No idea why I went with a Canadian theme for that post title. And no, this isn’t another post about oatmeal.
Just go with it.
And no, I’m not talking about the new Adam Sandler/Jennifer Aniston movie that opens next week either. I’ll reserve judgment on the film for the time being, buuuttt…
Um, moving on. What I’m trying to say is that I did a LOT this weekend.
Including finally venturing out to the cinema to watch a film I would highly recommend. Being that it was a BBC feature, I feel that I should conduct the rest of this post in a posh British accent. Capital!
There aren’t a lot of movies that I’m willing to shell out $11.50 for. It clashes with my life philosophy of “don’t spend $11.50 for a movie when you can rent it on Netflix in a couple months”.
That philosophy flies out the window when:
a) I’ve been looking forward to the movie for a long time.
b) said movie is nominated for multiple Oscars and will not in all likelihood be released to the small screen for an eternity.
c) alternative activities would cost me more than $11.50. Like margaritas.
It was worth it. Go see it if you like Colin Firth, Helena Bonham Carter or Geoffrey Rush- all of whom you really should like. Go see it if you like all things British, such as accents and high tea and being posh.
I also had a chance to check out Watershed, a recently opened “local beer and spirits parlour”.
My friend Sara P and I had picked up a few Groupons (incidentally, this is the first restaurant I’ve seen that doesn’t limit one Groupon per table, so we actually managed to get $30 off our bill instead of $15…score) and decided to cash them in.
I started with a dirty martini made with Death’s Door vodka. Fitting.
That’s it, I promise. I had one votive candle to work with as far as lighting goes. Excuses, excuses, I know.
Our server seemed very knowledgeable about all the different spirits that they offered, suggesting the Death’s Door to me when I told him that I’m normally a Ketel One drinker. The taste wasn’t too far from what I like, with just a hint of somethin’ somethin’ at the end (I like my vodkas very neutral).
I tried to take pictures of the small plates that we ordered, but they came out even worse than the martini, so I’ll spare you.
I ordered an Edelweiss cheese, which the menu claimed came with “seasonal accompaniments”. It came with crackers and a little jam. Not much by way of “accompaniments” if you ask me, but the cheese itself was awesome.
I also ordered the smoked eggplant caponata, which was, dare I say, SMOKED. The smokey flavor was pretty overwhelming.
Overall, if you head to this basement lounge (located under Pops for Champagne, in case you Chicagoans are wondering) I would say order a cocktail. Order a few, they’re worth it. But eat before you go.
Other notable weekend events:
1. Brunch at Shaw’s Crabhouse with my good pal Vassaly. I attempted to take a picture, but my camera decided to die the second I took it out. This brunch was a “hotel” brunch- meaning a grand buffet. I am now 4 pant sizes larger, and it was well worth it.
2. Shopping on Michigan Avenue. I didn’t buy anything (because I have willpower of steel) but it was fun walking off my brunch.
3. Starting a new book! I’ve been invited to a second book club (Lord, have mercy) and I have a week and a half to barrel through The Emancipator’s Wife. All 600 pages of it.
It’s a good thing I had such a crazy weekend because now I read. I read til my eyeballs fall out.
Wish me luck.