"We had dinner and went to bed early." - Jonathan Harker (pg. 369)
Indeed! I think we turned in at something like 11:30 PM. It was about time I got some goddamn sleep for once. It's as though the Vampire's curse is lifting as I conclude the book.
"Dinner" was merely a bowl of Wild Mushroom and Brie Cheese Bisque; which doesn't sound like much, but on a cold autumn day when you're not very hungry can be just right.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Monday, October 5, 2009
October 5th
"When we met at early breakfast there was more general cheerfulness than any of us had ever expected to experience again." - Jack Seward (pg. 355)
Oh well that's quite a mouthful isn't it Jack? Must have been a pretty fucking good breakfast then huh? Good enough to mention what was served?
No.
Therefore once again I can only conclude that our heroes had a breakfast of Cinnamon Caramel Bread Pudding.
It was good, but I certainly didn't experience more cheerfulness than I had ever expected to experience for the rest of my entire life.
Please bear in mind that there won't be any posts until at least October 15th. At this point in time towards the end of the book entries become shorter and less frequent.
Oh well that's quite a mouthful isn't it Jack? Must have been a pretty fucking good breakfast then huh? Good enough to mention what was served?
No.
Therefore once again I can only conclude that our heroes had a breakfast of Cinnamon Caramel Bread Pudding.
It was good, but I certainly didn't experience more cheerfulness than I had ever expected to experience for the rest of my entire life.
Please bear in mind that there won't be any posts until at least October 15th. At this point in time towards the end of the book entries become shorter and less frequent.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
October 4th
"'Ask me nothing as yet. When we have breakfast, then I answer all questions.'" - Professor Van Helsing (pg. 347)
I was fortunate enough to be taken out for breakfast by two good friends: Adam and Abby. It's rare that I enjoy breakfast, much less take it in the company of friends. Our heroes in Dracula are dining together all the time at "our friend Jack Seward's" house.
Well we had breakfast at Al Vento, a neighborhood Italian restaurant. I had never been or even heard of it, but Adam and Abby like to go as often as they can. They had a nice brunch buffet that included all that you'd expect from a breakfast buffet only everything was a little classier and a little more Italian. They also pour all the mimosa you want.
Just like the professor we all had many questions to answer being that we hadn't gotten together for some time. It was an interview. Interview With The Vampire.
I was fortunate enough to be taken out for breakfast by two good friends: Adam and Abby. It's rare that I enjoy breakfast, much less take it in the company of friends. Our heroes in Dracula are dining together all the time at "our friend Jack Seward's" house.
Well we had breakfast at Al Vento, a neighborhood Italian restaurant. I had never been or even heard of it, but Adam and Abby like to go as often as they can. They had a nice brunch buffet that included all that you'd expect from a breakfast buffet only everything was a little classier and a little more Italian. They also pour all the mimosa you want.
Just like the professor we all had many questions to answer being that we hadn't gotten together for some time. It was an interview. Interview With The Vampire.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
October 3rd
"We had a sort of perfunctory supper together, and I think it cheered us all up somewhat. It was, perhaps, the mere animal heat of food to hungry people - for none of us had eaten anything since breakfast - or the sense of companionship may have helped us; but anyhow we were all less miserable, and saw the morrow as not altogether without hope." - Dr. Seward (pg. 340)
Kind of a half assed update I'm afraid. None the less this was in fact my supper and I did enjoy it with guest and I do feel better about tomorrow as a result. To explain this mess of food in a pie tin:
Polenta, roasted carrots, flat iron steak medallions, portobello mushrooms, and a single sea scallop.
When you work at a restaurant sometimes your meals don't make sense, but taste delicious none the less. Tonight my wife was awake due to it being a weekend, and my friend and co-worker Natalie and her GF Amanda joined us for a late dinner/wine/tea/evening of conversation
So it was all pretty sweet.....but none the less I'll try and do better tomorrow. When fighting an immortal adversary one cannot waste time on half-assed updates.
Kind of a half assed update I'm afraid. None the less this was in fact my supper and I did enjoy it with guest and I do feel better about tomorrow as a result. To explain this mess of food in a pie tin:
Polenta, roasted carrots, flat iron steak medallions, portobello mushrooms, and a single sea scallop.
When you work at a restaurant sometimes your meals don't make sense, but taste delicious none the less. Tonight my wife was awake due to it being a weekend, and my friend and co-worker Natalie and her GF Amanda joined us for a late dinner/wine/tea/evening of conversation
So it was all pretty sweet.....but none the less I'll try and do better tomorrow. When fighting an immortal adversary one cannot waste time on half-assed updates.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
October 1st
"I found Thomas Snelling in his house at Bethnal Green, but unhappily he was not in a condition to remember anything. The very prospect of beer which my expected coming had opened to him had proved too much, and he had begun too early on his expected debauch." - Jonathan Harker (pg. 287)
Jonathan Harker just can't stop running into blue collared workers who just want to get fucked up on his dime! Excuse me.....his sovereign.
And I just can't stop wanting to get fucked up as a result of my hard days labor either. Indeed my employers often keep me pacified and cooperative with gifts of wine and beer. Such was the case this evening when I was sent home with not one, but TWO Bell's TWO hearted IPAs.
Jonathan Harker just can't stop running into blue collared workers who just want to get fucked up on his dime! Excuse me.....his sovereign.
And I just can't stop wanting to get fucked up as a result of my hard days labor either. Indeed my employers often keep me pacified and cooperative with gifts of wine and beer. Such was the case this evening when I was sent home with not one, but TWO Bell's TWO hearted IPAs.
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