Day off. Well, mostly, a day off. I still went in to do some management stuff and wine taste. I do love Tuesdays for that. Monday was rough as I spent the majority of it enjoying myself, immensely, and overindulging. There was a wine dinner that I was supposed to attend but I seriously considered skipping it. I was tired and wanting to sleep the effects of Monday off. Instead, I inhaled a spicy bean burrito smothered in super hot salsa and made the most of the day. Mexican food is pure comfort for me. Especially, if I am hungover. It satisfies all of my needs--spicy, salsa and guacamole. I would have felt better going to yoga before the heavenly burrito but the instructor teaching is not what I look for when I attend a class. I want to be challenged, have awesome music and lose myself in the flow. This guy's music is fine but I get annoyed with his flow and I cannot shake how bored I am. I leave the class bitter and unfulfilled. Complete opposite of why people practice yoga. I recognize that I am supposed to focus on the peaceful meditative purpose of the class. For me, that includes the musical aspect.
Anyways, after lunch and work related stuff, I met my friend at the wine dinner. I arrived before her and selected a table that looked the most interesting. There were a few options. Sit at an all female table, sit in the middle of a couple couples and a solo girl or take the last seats at the middle table. I opted for the solo girl and watched as our table filled up. I know that I made the right decision when Vishaka met me and knew a few people at the table.
I loved the food. Simple, peasant fare, delicious. The soup shined the brightest. Squash blossom in a parmesan broth. The wines, well, they were a little young. Still it was a lovely way to spend a Tuesday night. And, by my not drinking the majority of the wines, I was able to drive home and know that I was pretty much sober.
If they host another dinner, I am definitely in. It's a fun way to network, check out a new eatery and drink wine. Life is grand!