Showing posts with label fogo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fogo. Show all posts

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Free lunch













Today I met with Fred from the frozen dessert franchise chain for a business lunch at Houston's.  He was basically a franchise guy working for franchise people.  Also, evidently there are other interested parties in the OC area.  Meal was slighlty informative, but I did not get to crunch any numbers yet.  Running my own biz is started to sound a lot more appealing than working in a bank though.  At least lunch was gratis.  No, I didn't have steak.  Still in a meat coma from yesterday's fogo.  Had a chicken ceasar salad with tortilla soup, which was cheesy.  And no, there was no frozen dessert to be had.


Speaking of which, took the kids to Juice It Up, a smoothie place, after school today.  It's right next to a yogurt place, which was fairly empty due to the School Day promotion at the juicy place.  Josh said of his teacher, " She's kind of old, but really lives life....kind of like 'Yes Man'"  Also, his suggestion for a frozen dessert restaurant name - Frozen Wonderland.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Hawk Skewers


Way to go Andre Dawson.  Not sure if you're the most qualified of HOF inductees, but you were sure fun to watch and played your heart out.  You made watching the Flubbies watchable and I'm sure neither of us miss the Expos (one of the most ridiculous ballparks I'd ever visited).


On an aside, Andre sure had the heart but other players had better stats and bigger impacts (McGuire, Sosa, et al).  Yeah, yeah, year...steroids.  A) they weren't illegal at the time, B) they were hitting off pitchers taking the roids, and C) don't tell me old time ball players weren't drinking, coking, taking greenies, etc.  Bonds is quite possibly the greatest ever, with or without the hormones.



My lovely bride, who happens to be a hospitality consultant, took me to Fogo de Chao today for lunch.  Fogo is a Brazillian  churracaria.  No, not a place that sells churros (although churros are a sweet treat), but an all you can eat steakhouse serving 15 types of meat on sticks.  I felt like a screaming banshee in a candy story.  We Chowed until we burst.  Bring on the meat sweats.


Today in the continuing saga of my search for employment:  as you recall, yesterday I mentioned I got an upcoming interview with a local Chase bank branch.  Today I got a corporate email saying that they received my resume and thanks....but no thanks!  I got that email....TWICE!!