Bonus points to anyone who can guess where today's title is from....
So I was pleased to see a measly 1 pound uptick in my weight today, considering I had half a burger, a spoonful of corn casserole, and cake last night. The cake was a mocha spice made from scratch, by DH's cousin who is a fabulous cook. It's one of the best cakes evah.
Today after my weights class, I met up with the family at Bob Evans. It was more fun food for me, but it is fine, really. I'm having a lovely weekend and not sweating the food stuff.
DH told me while we were at brunch that there is a new restaurant coming to our side of town. It's called Grand Traverse Pie Company. (And, strangely enough, I watched the movie Waitress last night--actually, I watched the first hour and 30 minutes, I still have 20 minutes left to watch so don't spoil it for me--which is about a waitress who makes extraordinary pies.)
I've never heard of this restaurant, so when we got home I looked it up online. They're based in Michigan, have only been around since 1996, and only in the past year or so have been franchising. There are 14 locations and Evansville will be the furthest southern location. Their menu looks mighty tempting. I love chicken salad sandwiches, and their gourmet version has dried cherries. Holy cow, cherries in chicken salad. Does it get any better? Why, yes it does! You can have your own 6" mini pie for dessert.
This place may be the death of me.
Not really, but it's nice to think I could die by pie.