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| - so. feeling a little under the weather. and i just ran the madison mini marathon, even though i probably shouldn't have. (a "dnf" is just not this girl's style!) i'm an out of towner and i'm looking for a vegan meal to share with my man. we hit up the happy cow app looking for something good. i'm feeling just side of miserable, not really hungry and concentrating hard just not to barf. he yells out, "how about the green owl?" he could have said, "how about hardees?" and i'd probably have agreed. it was that serious.
but we went. the waitress brought out some awesome iced tea. some vegan crabby cakes. my day started to turn around. my frown? well. it started to miraculously turn upside down. i told my husband i'd have the empanadas.. but i probably wouldn't finish them. my stomach was doing flip flops. i'd probably just pick at them. they came out, and i fucking devoured them. when the waitress asked if we wanted to have any after dinner sweets, my husband looked at me sympathetically, knowing i probably didn't feel like it.
the waitress said, "we have vegan coconut cream pie."
she had me at hello.
seriously. forget the fork, bring out a shovel.
i felt good eating it... and then seriously ate myself sick again.
i left knowing i ate really good food, but feeling so ill. i laid across the backseat of our car in mortal pain. it wasn't you, green owl. it was me.
so here's the endorsement: the food is so good here that you will want to eat it despite the fact that your body is completely wrecked from having the flu, being on some crappy medication, and then having just run a mini marathon. you will be unable to stop yourself from shoving it in your face!!
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