Happy Easter or Passover.
We celebrated both. On Passover we went to one of D's ex-coworker's house in the 'burbs to attend a Sedar... my first in many years. It was bittersweet. Great food and nice people, but it was the first Sedar I ever attended that didn't include family members. I could give a shit about religion, but I grew up viewing holidays like this as a time for all of us to hang out and eat. It was surreal to watch another family interact like mine, but not know anyone.
For Easter we went all out. Our apartment is filled with chocolate. Thank you Cadbury, See's and Maron. We invited three friends over for a huge dinner; D handled the Hot Cross Buns and Yorkshire Pudding. I made the potatos, a 6 LB roast and asparagus. On a whim, we ate shrooms in the middle of the day. We split an 8th into 5 parts and went for it.
After about 20 minutes, they kicked in. Hard. Everyone was a bit taken aback by the potency. Our friend Scott got sick and slept on our couch for a while. I paced around the kitchen and living room , watching the roast and also watching the floor and walls move. Our backyard changed into a different place when I looked down from our balcony. D was giggly, then overwhelmed, then giggly again. Our other friends were rookies and just stayed giggly the whole time. Intense.
Surprisingly, the roast came out perfect. Dinner was a hit. it was a weird day though. A 3 hour trip felt like it had lasted 15 hours.
I know how boring it is to read/hear drug stories, so I apologize, but that is what went down. We now have enough roast beef to feed a small army.
We celebrated both. On Passover we went to one of D's ex-coworker's house in the 'burbs to attend a Sedar... my first in many years. It was bittersweet. Great food and nice people, but it was the first Sedar I ever attended that didn't include family members. I could give a shit about religion, but I grew up viewing holidays like this as a time for all of us to hang out and eat. It was surreal to watch another family interact like mine, but not know anyone.
For Easter we went all out. Our apartment is filled with chocolate. Thank you Cadbury, See's and Maron. We invited three friends over for a huge dinner; D handled the Hot Cross Buns and Yorkshire Pudding. I made the potatos, a 6 LB roast and asparagus. On a whim, we ate shrooms in the middle of the day. We split an 8th into 5 parts and went for it.
After about 20 minutes, they kicked in. Hard. Everyone was a bit taken aback by the potency. Our friend Scott got sick and slept on our couch for a while. I paced around the kitchen and living room , watching the roast and also watching the floor and walls move. Our backyard changed into a different place when I looked down from our balcony. D was giggly, then overwhelmed, then giggly again. Our other friends were rookies and just stayed giggly the whole time. Intense.
Surprisingly, the roast came out perfect. Dinner was a hit. it was a weird day though. A 3 hour trip felt like it had lasted 15 hours.
I know how boring it is to read/hear drug stories, so I apologize, but that is what went down. We now have enough roast beef to feed a small army.
jena:
I must know how you got this gig. I'm emailing you my phone number. We can pretend we don't know each other, I'm just dying to know. And I have a question about it!