- Thursday: Dinner with visiting Y (Shanghainese long beans and sizzling black pepper beef mm)
- Friday: "Gourmet" pizza with D
- Saturday: A day of foodie goodness with visiting J--lobster eggs benedict and two types of french toast for brunch, homemade peach, raspberry, and blueberry crisp, saag paneer + lamb curry for dinner at our fav Indian restaurant
- Sunday: Continuation of the previous day's foodiness with a 3-course Boston restaurant week meal at the Union Oyster House, then a party at S's with homecooked amazingness and tupperwares filled with leftovers for all of us
- Tuesday: Farewell lunch #1 at a seafood restaurant--scallop risotto
- Wednesday: Using up a groupon on pizza fries (doesn't that just sound terrible) and enormous subs--half each filled us up!
- Today, Thursday: Farewell dinner #2 that is a 4-course Boston restaurant week meal at the Elephant Walk--French-Asian fusion--along with a very sweet gift that reminded me of how I was so blessed to be on such an amazing team when I first started on my very first job ... and I can hardly imagine any sort of project team coming close to the very special team that we were. I am gushing, but that is how I feel :)
- Tomorrow, Friday: Farewell lunch #3 at a Mexican restaurant, Farewell dinner #4 at a Thai place (this means I will have three meals in a row with some people)
- Saturday: Another 3-course Boston restaurant week meal at L'Espalier
- Sunday: Should be used to recuperate if I am wise enough
- Monday: Farewell lunch #5 which is looking to involve epic calzones the length of my arm and the thickness of my ... thigh
And I dare not think beyond that.
Then we fast forward to Friday morning, just about a week from now, 2 am and we hail a cab, 5 am and we will be on a plane together, sailing from this coast to that coast ...
... which sounds like a dream, but think about the fact that we would likely not have slept at all, be struggling with at least 150 pounds of luggage each, and be thoroughly exhausted from the previous week of packing and shipping and carrying and rushing while trying to work in between the flurry plus the handicap of having sent both our cars off and being furnitureless (for me, at least--everything will be gone, including my mattress along with my car, oh dear) BUT!
But! It still sounds like a dream to me, yes, very much, and I know that it will be amazing.