Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Freckles & Fruit Salad

I got to go see The Black Keys play a benefit this past weekend. For free. (Thanks again, SS!!) And I got to hang out backstage as well. For free. And I didn't make an ass out of myself. Though I did kind of want to blurt to Dan (the lead singer) when I met him: AWWW FRECKLES!!! But I controlled myself. (He's really redheaded and really freckly.)

Drank and smoked the night away. (Healthy, yes!) And then the next morning a boy made me this for breakfast:

How kick-ass is THAT, dudes? Fruit salad and walnuts drizzled in a sweet cinnamony dressing, hearty grain toast with apple butter, and toasty sausage. I haven't enjoyed breakfast that much in a long while.

Let's just say, if the aforementioned boy suddenly up and vanishes, he most DEFINITELY is not tied up in my closet and being held hostage as my breakfast man-servant. Not. At. All.

Oh, and did I mention that the same boy made us peppered tofurkey, pickle, and mustard sandwiches on the same hearty grain bread the night before?