Showing posts with label burning pit of hot sauce in my stomach. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Tony milks his birthday for everything that he can - 08.02.2009



Tony received an Applebee's gift card for his birthday. He's like a kid with a couple bucks in his pocket when he gets a gift card. He wants to use it right away. As a result, we had a late lunch at Applebee's. I make fun of Applebee's constantly, but truth be told, I used to frequent it for happy hour. We haven't been to one in probably 6 years though.








The food was better than I remember, but it still wasn't great. I had french onion soup and a chicken ceasar salad. Both were okay. Tony had an A1 burger.






Connor had mini sliders which he took one bite of and declared to be "not very good". Ian had chicken fingers. He enjoyed them right up until the moment that he started to gag on one and spat it up in to my salad. At that point, I decided that I was finished with my salad.







After lunch, we went home to veg out. We watched about 4 hours of Man Versus Food. Tony begged and begged for hot wings and reminded me several times that it was his "birthday WEEKEND". So I relented and we tried a new place, Roadhouse Wings & Grill.







The wings at this place were really flippin good! I had the second hottest sauce available and it was... very hot... and very good!









Tony had hot wings, Connor had medium, and I had extra hot boneless wings.










I asked Ian how his food was and he threw some gang signs at me. I'll leave that response open to interpretation but he looks pretty happy in this picture

BW3 - 7.30.2009




I needed a hot wings fix last Thursday and Rooster's was too far out of the way so the kids and I went to BW3.

Connor was being a punk, as usual.










Ian loves BW3... He calls it "that place with chicken and drawing!"








Everything was all well and fine... Ian was having fun taking pictures.









Our food arrived... Ian had chicken fingers, Connor had medium wings, and I had grilled chicken tenders with Blazin' sauce on the side. Blazin' sauce is the hottest wing sauce available at BW3.










Connor was kind enough to snap a picture of me immediately after I took my first bit of chicken with Blazin' sauce. That is the look of my entire face being engulfed in heat. That stuff is spiiiiiiiccccccccccy!

Monday, June 15, 2009

This Is Not Going To End Well For Me - 6.15.2009


Clearly, I've lost my mind. I took the kids to Play It Again Sports today to buy a few tennis rackets. Ian opted not to purchase a tennis racquet and instead asked to buy a pair of boxing gloves. As the adult in this situation, I should have put my foot down and told him "no". But I didn't do that. I got him the gloves and two punching mitts. I am 100% certain that tomorrow I will have a picture to post of the black eye that Ian will be giving me later today.




Then we went to BW3.




Connor's a little punk.



And so is Ian.




And it probably wasn't a good idea for me to order the Wild sauce. It made my nose run while I was eating and my stomach starting burning shortly thereafter.

 
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