Today started off with much happiness, good food, and laughter. Why? I had breakfast at Tiara Cafe with Kerfuffle, one of my bestest pals. (And, yes, I know what "kerfuffle" means, but it's one of our favorite words and just perfect for Kerfuffle, my fellow word nerd.)
Tiara Cafe's current window display features William Rast, the clothing line by jack-of-all-trades Justin Timberlake.
Tiara Cafe's breakfast, like all of Tiara's food, was delicious. No surprise here. And it came out at lightning speed, which was awesome and not typical of Tiara's service at lunch. Kerfuffle had a Ranch Breakfast (at least, that's what I think it was called). I had an Omelet Le Fe, which was packed with salami, spinach, tomatoes, mushrooms, and goat cheese. It was so good that I forgot that my fungal nemeses were in there. Ha! Tiara Cafe's hash browns are also interesting. They consist of both potatoes and onions, so they are naturally very flavorful and have no need for additional table seasoning.
When I couldn't take work anymore (some time around 9ish), I finally went home, grabbed a bite to eat, and went to see Dashboard Confessional again. Last night's show was much better. No "El Scorcho" cover tonight. Sad! Chris did, however, sing a few bars of Phantom Planet's "California" (for you music idiots, this was the theme song of The O.C.).
However, I got better pics tonight, as well as a zip hoodie. And I swear that Chris looked right into my eyes for at least 30 seconds at the end of the show, as he was taking a bow after his encore, and blew a kiss to me. I'm serious. If you don't believe me, check out the first bulletpoint under "trivia" here.
When I told Mr. Monkey this, he replied, "No, silly. He was looking at me!" Notwithstanding his snide remark, Mr. Monkey did agree that Chris was definitely giving someone the eye in our direction. I know it was me, damn it.
Now I'm tired but wired. I think I'll watch recorded Gossip Girl.
I'm back. Dude, it's 2:25 a.m. Argh.
i'm impressed -- seeing the band both nights! glad yesterday was a big improvement over the day before :)ReplyDelete
The window display at the restaurant includes a tiara, and you didn't take a picture (through the window) wearing the tiara. Did I teach you nothing during our San Fran trip and the cupcake store ;)ReplyDelete
ditto what amber said =)ReplyDelete
ooh a giraffe! clancy is still cuter.ReplyDelete
you are crazy!!! I could never, ever in a million years work until after 9pm, go to a concert, blog about it, watch my recorded shows and be able to function the next day. NEVER!!! I am seriously weak-sauce...or just old. Or you're just Bionic Woman! Yeah, that's it!ReplyDelete
I love your hoodie.ReplyDelete
I anticipate more and more mushrooms in your future. You will begin adding them to every meal. They will appear in your dream, and, when you least expect it, you will tell someone you LIKE mushroomsReplyDelete
Ditto what Jolene said.ReplyDelete
ooh, i dig salt & pepper cellars too!ReplyDelete
I despise 'shrooms as well. ironic since my (maiden name) is a type of fungus.ReplyDelete
Duuuude! You had eye sex with Chris!ReplyDelete
OMG - you work way too much! But at least you had a mice breakfast with ome of you besties - that place looks super fum. I cam omly wish that you'll take ME there ome day. *sigh*ReplyDelete