I feel like we spend a lot of time eating when we have guests in town. Or, if not eating, then figuring out where we're going to eat next or how many different restaurants we can fit into one day (breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert....midnight snack?).
So when my cousin Glenn came down from Cornell a couple of weeks ago, we practically gorged ourselves every day. I had to remind myself that I was not, in fact, on vacation, and that I should at least try to stick to my normal food intake. Even with my internal checks-and-balances reminder system, I still ended up feeling uncomfortably full for almost the whole weekend.
I mean, look at those piles of trash in front of us in the photos below. Man, that was Good Stuff. Literally.
I got the toasted marshmallow shake for the first time. It was (ahem) too overwhelmingly sweet for me. I know, blasphemy. I can usually handle my sweets, but this was just too much. I had to have Glenn finish it for me.
What I'm really trying to say is: come visit us. You'd like it. But be sure to be gastronomically prepared for a food marathon.