Weekend Deliciousness

As I sit here typing and scarfing down my incredibly satisfying Chipotle burrito bowl I'm thinking about rewards.

And by rewards, I mostly mean food.  After all, a way to a man's (or Nicole's) heart is through the stomach.

I told you last week about MOI day.  Only I later found out that not every MOI was getting celebrated.  It was really more like Nicole the G day.  As part of this celebration were the tiara and the balloons but also, an important expectation: I had to pick our lunch destination.  By 1pm I needed to definitively tell the team where the four of us would be eating that day.  No longer was my "wherever" response going to be allowed.  A lot of pressure for a girl who likes processed food and doesn't like decisions.

(I decided on Bertucci's by the way.) 


So that was part of my reward.  That and getting to decide what time 5pm was.  (I chose 4:23) And I was thinking, this is kinda funny, you know?  That this would be important.  But it also made me realize that maybe my workmates know me after all.  They notice the little nuances about me and even if they don't know my favorite movie or wedding anniversary, they knew that a day like Friday would make me feel happier than I've felt yet at this job.  And how great is that?


Of course, the food rewards didn't stop there.  Not on a weekend where J-Man and I drove back to my childhood stomping grounds with Mama and Papa H.


Oh man if you know my mother you know you can't leave her house without at least five additional pounds on you.  I should've photographed it all, but here were the highlights this weekend:

I'm not blog-skilled enough to turn the photos right-side up, but you get the picture (ha, pun totally intended!)

General deliciousness.  With all credit to Mama H who made these with zero help from her daughters visiting for the weekend


Capped off with Rita's custard and a bbq with KB and her mister, this may have been the tastiest weekend of all time. 

I hope you weren't so hungry that you're drooling.  I also hope you have ideas for more things to turn the weekend of deliciousness into a week of deliciousness or even a month of deliciousness.  Do you?  Remember, sharing is caring.


Time to finish this bowl, because, you know, I'm pretty much the slowest eater around.