Sunday night already? *sigh* Oh well, it's been a great weekend and like all great things it must come to an end. I spent this whole week being freaked out and angry about my blood clot and doctors and on and on. Then, on Friday I just finally decided that I'd had enough of all that badness and I wanted to have a nice weekend. This is one bad thing in my life, but there are lots of good things and I need to make sure to enjoy them. (I'll put the update on my clot at the end of the post, I want to at least start out with good stuff.

Friday night was the usual recovery from the work week with pizza delivery and DVR'd Top Chef (rooting for Tre) and knitting (38 repeats on Fleurette) and video game playing. Saturday was an awesome day, though. Mark, Mom and I headed over to a new-to-us restaurant, Hugo, which features upscale southern cooking. The company (as usual) was the best part, of course, but the food was really phenomenal. I really didn't expect to enjoy the food as much as I did because southern cooking isn't my favorite. For the first course we had fried green tomatoes, corn fritters with marscapone and sea scallops with cauliflower puree (so much better than it sounds, I promise). For the second course, Hugo salads all around, good, but I didn't like the sherry vinagrette. For the third course, shrimp and grits (my first grits ever, so good with lots of white cheddar), monkfish with parsnip puree and asparagus (I usually love parsnips, but the puree was blech), and pork tenderloin with butterbeans. Dessert was lemon curd tart and pecan tart with madagascar vanilla icecream (it was to swoon). I love good food... and it shows. As we were getting ready to leave, Mom wanted to run to the restroom, so we told her we'd meet her outside. While we waited, Mark and I tried to get a picture of ourselves with the restaurant in the background. We didn't know Mom was sneaking up on us as I snapped the shot: