Last night we enjoyed a belated birthday dinner at
Tuscany Grill, right down the street. Belated due to
1) having diner dinner plans
on my actual birthday, the 24th
2) the restaurant being closed on the 26th, due to a liquor license suspension for serving a minor alcohol. You can't serve a minor booze here in CT of course, but for the time being you can still
hand your friend a beer when you pick them up at the airport.
Third time's the charm, as they say. I was graciuosly gifted a gift certificate to Tuscany Grill from Mrs. Cupcake's parents. Mrs. Cupcakes had the
puttanesca, and I enjoyed the
frutti di mare. For you non-link clickers, both dishes are delicious, but with names that mean "prostitute" and "fruit of the sea", respectively.
Earlier this week, we went to
Priya for chaat night.
Chaat as in Indian snack foods, not internet or small talk or whathaveyou. The buffet was great, but I ate way too much, finished off with this dessert...
...which was all very sweet and delicious, but looked very odd, like rice noodles cooked with a highlighter, and tapioca pearls that had somehow had black sesame seeds inserted into each of them. The ping pong ball is a sweet, honey-soaked orb of some dairy-related composition.
Today it was 55° here, so I cracked open one of these.
It's a very summertime beer. Sadly, I only bought one, and just for the label. Oh, and also the bottlecap.
OWLS!
I like owls.
Labels: beer, birthday, booze, chaat, dinner, food, hitachino
