coupons and people watching

This weekend was another food fest. Baja Fresh sent coupons in the meal for $5 off a $10 purchase (I'm all for coupons). It was still kind of a rip off since you can get authentic Mexican food for a lot less but it was close to home so we each polished off a burrito. Yum.

After slumming it at home and doing some clean up and chores we pigged out again. This time we had a coupon for the Clubhouse Bistro in the Crowne Plaza in Foster City (thanks again Eva). I got the lobster ravioli and Simon got the meat lover's pizza. The food was surprisingly good. I'm talking really yummy. We got to the Bistro, which turns into a hotel nightclub at 9:30pm, at 9pm. So we didn't pay a cover but we did get all sorts of entertainment over dinner that forced us to get a nice chocolate mousse dessert so we had an excuse to stick around. When this place turns into a club on weekends, it gets pretty crazy in a gross sort of way. This older white couple in their late 50s sitting by us got up onto the stage and started dancing like go go dancers. They actually had rhythm and lots of it. They could've fit right in at a rave. But that wasn't the gross part. The ladies at the table next to us had huge 80s hair (as did many of the other women in the club) and make up applied gently with a spatula. Other sites to see included an abundance of top cleavage spilling over the top of tiny shirts, women in spandex tights and high heels, men with long ponytails, men of all sorts shamelessly looking the women up and down, and a few older Asian women in huge platform shoes and skanky clothing.

There was one individual particularly worth noting. An Asian woman with conservative short hair, no make up, and glasses about the age that most of us would call "auntie" (Chinese kids have to call anyone remotely close to their parents' age "auntie"). Auntie was braless and wearing a top that plunged at the neckline to her belly button so you could see a side profile of her boobs. She also got up on stage and shook 'em. It was, needless to say, a scary sight. Despite the huge age range and weird fashion sense of the folks at the club, the place was a crazy meat market. Everyone was picking up everyone and all this in little Foster City. Imagine that!

Anyways, today was another ho hum day. Washed the cars, took a ballroom lesson at the rec center (that was fun!) and ate another huge meal, this time at Harry Hofbraus. We had never been there and it's our goal to eat at every restaurant in our city. It's basically (white) home cookin'. You get roast beef, turkey, chicken, or leg of lamb and choose a couple sides and it's all served cafeteria style. Comes to about $10 a meal and it's a pretty big meal and the salads are really nice and fresh. If I were every aiming to gain weight I'd go back for sure.