My old friend from NY was going to be in the bay area for business out here, so I offered to make the drive to see him and grab dinner in San Francisco.
So I left to time it to avoid traffic, which meant from the time I left my place until I got to eat would be about 3 hours. I decided to make half a weight gainer shake for a total of 1250 calories and slam it before I got on the road.
So I get to SF and we went to The Stinking Rose (which is awesome, by the way) and I had the entire plate of rolls brought to the table and loaded each one with their garlic mashed oil butter cauldron concoction stuff.
Then I got the 2lbs of dungeness crab (or whatever it is, lol) loaded with butter and garlic and a side of cous cous. After wolfing all of that down, I ordered the goblet of garlic ice cream that was doused in caramel mole sauce and inhaled that, too.
All with two diet cokes. (To watch my figure.)
Then we shot the shit for a while, and it was time to head back home. He had been given homemade cookies by my mom to deliver to me while he was out here. So now I've got a gladware tub of butterscotch oatmeal cookies in my hand.
I waddle back to my car and decided to head over to ghiradellis chocolate factory to get a large chocolate malt for the ride home. So I spent the next hour and a half downing the entire tub of cookies and the chocolate shake.
I was so fucking stoned that evening.