Doughnut Aftermath: The Shari's Edition

In an attempt to cure my doughnut hangover (or at least in the spirit of penance), we hit the gym first thing on Sunday morning. Unfortunately, 40 vigorous minutes on some strange stair-climbing machine couldn't heal the psychological or physical trama of the night before - I think I'd need to run a marathon with the Stairmaster on my back to fully atone for my doughnut sins.

Not wanting my queasiness to spoil the day though, we decided to stick to our Easter lunch plan, at least in part. We initially planned to have some lunch and pie (of course!) at Shari's for Easter, but when this plan was hatched I don't think we took into consideration the fact that we'd spend all of the previous day stuffing ourselves stupid in a festival of wild Bacchanalian doughnut frenzy. Bravely though, we headed to Shari's to enjoy some of their *ahem* lighter menu items.

While Eggs Benedict may not be the healthiest breakfast in the world, I insist you note how much plate is visible here compared to yesterday's breakfast! Also, I resisted the siren call of the home fries and stuck to the tiny fruit plate.

When it came time for dessert, we opted to built milk towers instead. Healthy and educational!

Gravity won in the end, and I slunk home to spend the afternoon with RuPaul.

Pie Night

Hooray for late night spontaneous pie. This week's selections - Banana Creme Pie and Creamy Caramel Pecan Crunch, which could be my favourite yet! I may have to test it again though, you know, just to be sure.

Pie Wednesday

We're starting to get into something of a routine here, if that is possible in such a short amount of time. Paul has afternoon class on Wednesdays, so we slept in, then headed to the Beanery near campus for breakfast, coffee and interwebs.

After sitting around for an hour or two, Paul headed to uni to run some errands and I walked the four-ish blocks back to the apartment that we have now seemingly successfully rented (yay). We're close to campus and quite a few fraternity and sorority houses - on my walk home, I saw two guys on the roof of one of the frat houses throwing an entire ream of paper into the air. Why? Who knows? Why even ask? Unfortunately I didn't get my camera out in time to snap all the paper flying around the street, and I didn't stop to look so I'm not sure what it was they were throwing. Mysterious!

After a pleasant afternoon of leisure (reading this) and a sweaty and painful 40 minutes with Jillian, it was time to take on the next meal of the day. All I can say is, thank god I worked out.

 In what has become something of a Wednesday tradition (two in a row is a tradition, surely), we headed to Shari's for pie. I have made it my mission to try all the pies on the Shari's menu - last week we sampled ("sampled" seems such a moderate word!) the Peanut Butter Chocolate Pie (obviously my first choice), and the Cherry Pie. This week, we decided on the classic Apple Pie and the decidedly un-traditional S'Mores Pie. Why doesn't every pie have marshmallow on top, I ask?

Let this be a lesson to you all - if you are planning to get maximum enjoyment out of your pie (and your digestive system), do not get over-excited and gleefully slam down a peanut butter chocolate thickshake while you're waiting for the pie to arrive. You will have to push your bloated stomach home like a shopping cart full of potatoes, bemoaning your ill-conceived milkshake fervour all the way. Trust me.

I am taking this as a sign that the universe has a sense of humour - this morning, I awoke ready to eat another day, and there were Shari's coupons in the mailbox.