This past weekend was bursting at the seams with great food and even better company.  Friday evening was the night of my most recent supper club, consisting of the best scallops I have ever made (humble brag, but not really because all credit goes to bacon fat), Joy the Baker's Blueberry and Mint Lemonade, and a gluten-free key lime pie, which one of my diners dubbed "life-changing."  That's the magic of coconut macaroon crust, my friends. 

After standing in the kitchen for nearly 10 hours straight, my feet were screaming at me, and I fell asleep while sitting on the floor describing to my fiance just how tired I was.  It was the best.

The next day my sweetheart and I made our way down to the city and began our Saturday afternoon with truly classic fudge sundays at one of my favorite spots since childhood - a sweet little drive-in diner that has been serving ice cream and barbecue for 112 years.  Always get the limeade, do it. 

We went shopping and I tried on a dozen very unflattering dresses and one very nice dress and then turned to my better half and informed him that I needed to be fed.  Again.  I mean, it had been nearly three hours...

Rather than revisit an old standby, we decided to be adventurous (inspired by my Summer bucket list), and made our way down to what seemed to be a promising little hole in the wall. It was small, crowded, and filled with loud-laughers and Pokemon-searchers.  This hipster hideaway ended up being one of the best eateries I have been to in a very long time.  The menu was simple, consisting of  half a dozen or so tempting grilled cheese sandwiches and several varieties of decadent fries.  Even at the height of my creativity, I would have never thought of putting truffle-scented macaroni and cheese between two slices of bread.  But, thankfully, they did, and I ordered it, and I ate it.  In between bites I gushed about the utter genius of this perfectly executed sandwich, and then my fiance and I said a bitter farewell to our newfound favorite and sat in three hours of traffic. 

I hope your weekend was just as wonderful and filled with the best of food and friends. 

Sincerely, 

Pedantic Foodie