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Last night, blergeatkitty and I had a wonderful meal at One If By Land, Two if By Sea for restaurant week. The meal proved one thing to me: that though they can be right about so much, Chowhound mostly has its collective head up its ass. They dragged this place over the coals, which it completely didn't deserve. I thought the food was nicely done, the service exemplary, and the room is possibly the most beautiful I've ever seen anywhere. Granted, I wasn't paying the $69 regular prix fixe price, but I still feel like the complainers were off. I've disagreed with people on that site about many things (Sripaphi and DiFara's, primarilly - both highly overrated in my book), but this is the first time I've ever found the posters to be so blatantly wrong about something.

I just remembered: after I get out of work tomorrow (at the lovely hour of 12:45), I will not be back at work until Thursday.

I think this calls for a little celebration dance. ::dances::

Of course, aside from antheia's birthday fete Friday night, Saturday Morning my parents are coming to pick up quasisonic and myself at the inhuman hour of 7am to drive all the way the motherhell upstate to go to my cousin's wedding. So not fair, I can't even begin. I mean, there are easily a dozen weekends in the summer, so WHY did she have to decide to get married the SAME weekend that the Scissor Sisters are going to be at Siren Festival? ::grumble:: Hopefully it'll be somewhat fun, though. Although nothing strikes more fear into my heart than the term, "It's in a National Park!" I'm going to buy the strongest variety of OFF! they sell and tell everyone it's Chanel's latest fragrance. Urk.

I do hope, though, that we get to spend some time with herrsprengstoff and wint3rhart, though. Because that would make up for just about everything else.

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Last night, blergeatkitty and I had a wonderful meal at One If By Land, Two if By Sea for restaurant week. The meal proved one thing to me: that though they can be right about so much, Chowhound mostly has its collective head up its ass. They dragged this place over the coals, which it completely didn't deserve. I thought the food was nicely done, the service exemplary, and the room is possibly the most beautiful I've ever seen anywhere. Granted, I wasn't paying the $69 regular prix fixe price, but I still feel like the complainers were off. I've disagreed with people on that site about many things (Sripaphi and DiFara's, primarilly - both highly overrated in my book), but this is the first time I've ever found the posters to be so blatantly wrong about something.

I just remembered: after I get out of work tomorrow (at the lovely hour of 12:45), I will not be back at work until Thursday.

I think this calls for a little celebration dance. ::dances::

Of course, aside from antheia's birthday fete Friday night, Saturday Morning my parents are coming to pick up quasisonic and myself at the inhuman hour of 7am to drive all the way the motherhell upstate to go to my cousin's wedding. So not fair, I can't even begin. I mean, there are easily a dozen weekends in the summer, so WHY did she have to decide to get married the SAME weekend that the Scissor Sisters are going to be at Siren Festival? ::grumble:: Hopefully it'll be somewhat fun, though. Although nothing strikes more fear into my heart than the term, "It's in a National Park!" I'm going to buy the strongest variety of OFF! they sell and tell everyone it's Chanel's latest fragrance. Urk.

I do hope, though, that we get to spend some time with herrsprengstoff and wint3rhart, though. Because that would make up for just about everything else.