It was working out to be a fine weekend. It was getting cooler, I got lots of sleep, and adventured to cafes unknown. We had an O'Fallon adventure.
Two O'Fallon shoutouts:
BabyCakes. Wee little cupcakes with three parts each: the cupcake, the frosting, and the surprise inside. We got five, ate two, and froze three.
Ham n Eggs. Fried potatoes almost like my grandmother made. "Fried potatoes?" the young ones ask, "What are those?" And ... well ... I was going to link to Wikipedia here, only they don't seem to know. German Wikipedia shows "Bratkartoffeln," and that looks like Granceil's dish, only I can't read German. Here, a photo:
Those are about half done. Raw, partically. Picture those steamed for a hour and then fried into a crust, flipped, then fried to a crust on the other side.
I also drove back from O'Fallon on a new route, which was delightful. It was a lovely day of adventure. Gary was even reasonable.
He decided that what we really need to do for my birthday is go see the final Harry Potter movie. We didn't go this weekend, because I did not KNOW that I would have to PREPARE to see a damn movie.
1) I have seen none of the movies and read none of the books. Free time. I have it. This is how.
2) Gary says if I don't see part 1 of this movie, nothing will make sense.
3) The download of Pt 1 is in progress, so I will see that Monday. Before that, I have to study up on the mythology, otherwise he'll stop the TiVo every minute to say, "Oh, you don't know what Quidditch is! Quidditch is ..." (...some type of game? Right?)
He began talking about the "Snake guy" and "how to make a horcrux." I am going to have to do some research before I even see the movie I have to watch before I see the final movie. Then I have to find the final movie in 3D and IMAX, because if I have to watch it I am going to do it in style. (And diapers. I understand it is VERY long.)
I'll be reading this: Harry Potter Cliffs notes.