Monday, July 20, 2009

A Weekend Of Poor Choices.

The surprise party for Gramps was awesome. He cried and everything. It should be noted that he is one of 21 children born of the same mother and father. Good Catholics, no? :) I believe a little over half are still living, and it was wonderful to see them all together. Lets be honest here, it was also super loud since they are all 93.7% deaf and big, big fans of adult beverages. I heart my family.

Anyway, the night before the party, Joey was a little pouty that he hadn't yet tried the deep fried Oreos at Harvey's. So we left the munchkin with Gramii and Papii and went to Bay City for the goodness with Kelli. We went only with the intention of getting deep fried Oreos. Only.

But as we were seated, we realized that mayyyyyyyybe we were a bit hungry. So, Kelli got some soup, I got a kiddie burger and fries and Joey got a Chicken sammitch and fries. AND THEN WE STILL ORDERED DESSERT. But wait, it gets better!

After we ordered the Oreo platter de la heart attack, the waitress gets a little twinkle in her eye and asked if we also wanted to try the deep fried Twinkie. Yeah, you read that right. Twinkie. Deep fried.

Of course we ordered it. Who wouldn't? Probably someone who cared about their health... Regardless, we ate most of what was before us and wished we were dead after the fact. Behold:

I know what you're thinking...that looks like an awfully fancy presentation for deep fried dessert. I would agree, but would argue that it's also part of its's as if they are saying, "Look how fancy I am. Eat me, eat me!"

And if, by chance, you are wondering what the menu was for G-pa's party, it was fried chicken, rib tips, cheesy potatoes, potato salad, cake, strawberry shortcake and other artery-clogging deliciousness. And no, I didn't practice any restraint that day. My parents know how to throw a party.

I'm eating lettuce and air for breakfast, lunch and dinner for the next week. I might also consider getting my stomach pumped.

1 comment:

David and Kelli said...

All I can say is that the deep fried Twinkies and cheezy potatoes were worth it. Minus the fact that my body actually HURTS.