On Friday, Erica and I caught up on some sleep, and more importantly caught up on some major life talking. It was great. Totally soul nourishing-- completely.
And hunger nourishing, too. We ate a late lunch, which was also breakfast, yet I wouldn't call it brunch. We went all out, too, it being a special occasion and all.
Erica took me to the Roebling Tea Room, an awesome restaurant in Williamsburg that is the same building that this graffiti is on.
I now present you, our lunch.
This is "Mayonnaise Chicken with Ketchup Rice." It is exactly what you think it is. Fried chicken with Japanese mayonnaise and rice cooked in ketchup. Erica said "We're from the South, we need to order that." And we did. And it was good.
Baked Mac and Cheese, which had a flavor unlike any I've ever had. It was so distinct, that the next day, when eating leftovers, Ariel said, "This tastes like the mac and cheese from the Roebling Tea Room."
Potato Salad. Our whole meal was beige. And Delicious.
We were very, very happy. Add to that a soy chai for me, a soy latte for Erica, a glass of wine for each of us, and lots of Erica time, and it was a dream come true.
