Only had a few things at the fair after coming off of the gyro/loukoumades high at Greekfest. The deep fried Oreos are ok…but loukoumades are better. Either way though, I felt like Templeton the rat by the time I was done. Of course I mean Templeton as only the timeless Paul Lynde could play him:
The schedule just didn’t allow time to make it to the ice cream social today. But there’s always next year. 🙂
Avast ye landlubbers! This be some funny shite, mateys!
You can set your Facebook to display your page in pirate talk in honor of International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Just go here and select English (Pirate).
Upon doing that, you no longer have friends, you have “me hearties”, you are no longer a fan of something or someone, you became their “crewmember” , you no longer have an inbox, you have a “Bottle o’ Messages” and so on. It’s kind of cool, but I imagine it will get stupid after a while so I’ll change back to borin’ ol’ English. No reason not to enjoy the day though!
No, it’s not Christmas…but it almost feels like it. I’m giddy as a schoolgirl. It’s time for “The” weekend.
Look at this lineup:
All weekend long, it’s GreekFest at the Dormition of the Theotokos Greek Orthodox Church on the corner of Friendly and Westridge Rd. Look at those luscious Loukamades…just dripping with honey and cinnamon…oh my…as they say in the military…GET SOME! And get some gyros too!
And then there’s The Music Academy’s 16th annual Ice Cream and Music Festival on Saturday…note it’s on Saturday this year instead of Sunday as it has been for the past few years. $7 for all you can eat ice cream and music, baby! That’s what I’m talking about! It’s at Guilford college…which conveniently is right down the street from Greekfest.
Michelle and I were out at Tripps on New Garden the other night and had a very unusual experience.
Michelle had ordered a Shrimp Alfredo dish as her main course and I was having a dish with chicken breasts covered with a lemon mushroom sauce. Of course we got the bread and olive oil & spice dip. Michelle had a salad also. (Of course I couldn’t have a salad because of my blood thinner meds…lol) But when the main courses arrived, Michelle was less than thrilled.
Her Shrimp Alfredo just didn’t seem up to par. There wasn’t anything really in particular “wrong” with it…it just wasn’t that great. She even had me sample some of it to make sure. I agreed…it just wasn’t all that. Consequently she resigned herself to having just a few bites and taking the rest home.
That’s when Glen, the manager, happened upon the scene. He was making the rounds from table to table when he very astutely noticed that Michelle had barely touched her dinner. He asked her if anything was wrong with it and she commented that it just wasn’t hitting the spot. Glen, to our surprise, after asking if he could get her something else, then told us that he was going to take her Shrimp Alfredo off of the bill for us. We were amazed at the offer and told him so. He told us that it’s Tripps satisfaction guarantee policy that if you don’t like it, you don’t pay for it.
So I quickly told him that mine was awful as well…but I don’t think he bought it as he watched me sop up the last of the lemon mushroom sauce with a piece of bread. I think he was fearful that I was going to start licking my plate. I was so happy though, that I just didn’t have the heart to tell him that our waiter had made a mistake in sending out regular mashed potatoes on my order instead of the mashed sweet potatoes I had wanted.
So props to Glen for being a very observant and helpful manager. That’s the kind of service that gets repeat business from me.
I was checking out this Animoto.com video site and was playing around with it some…of course I made a kitty movie. All you have do is upload some pics, pick or upload some music, and the system does all the video editing for you. Pretty cool!
After I did the first one, I remixed it with different, and I think, more appropriate music for Ginald. 🙂