Boston Tea Parties, “Hahbah” Cruises and Cheers!

We woke up on our first and only day in Boston and it was torrential downpouring. It looked black outside even though it was daylight. So that was a bit of a downer and we were bummed. We were checked the weather and it was forecasting thunderstorms all day. Awesome. If the Blue Jays game was postponed we would not be happy. But it was raining so hard that we knew it couldn’t keep it up all day. I was all “IT’S FINE, RAIN!!! You just get it out of your system now!” and you know what, it worked. Half an hour later it cleared up and it was (mostly) sunny, and SUPER hot and humid, for the rest of the day. As they say at the Boston Tea Party museum (and I will get to this), HUZZAH!

First things first, we needed to eat. We made a lady friend at the bar the night before who told us about a restaurant called Eastern Standard near our hotel that had great breakfast. So that’s where we went.


Emily brought along this amazing megaphone that she found in her fiance’s old toy box, which also plays various siren noises (it was attached to his bike when he was a kid). We thought it was amazing, and that megaphone was the best prop we could have brought along on our trip. Our server was quite a fan of the megaphone as well.


We let him carry it around with him on the one condition that whenever he talked to us he had to speak through the megaphone. So when he would come over and ask how our food was, if he didn’t use the megaphone we would say “We can’t hear you,” and he would be all “Oh, sorry,” and repeat his question using the megaphone speaker.


That’s better.

It was quite entertaining. The megaphone was also really good for giving impromptu tours along the streets. Not that we knew what we were talking about, but a megaphone makes you seem official.

Anyway, I ordered the Eggs Benedict, ’cause that always lures me in.


With the sauce on the side, which has been my new benny thing. It was excellent, and that sauce was tres bien.  Everyone enjoyed their meals aside from a couple of small issues like too-ripe tomatoes and chocolate milk that was from a squirt bottle (ie Nestle Quick and not actual chocolate milk). I would recommend eating there. And unfortunately that is all I can recommend because it is the only restaurant I ate in. If there is one thing I regret about my trip it’s that I didn’t eat all the Boston things. I really wanted seafood! Specifically clam chowder. But we were so busy we just couldn’t fit it in.

The Jays and Red Sox game didn’t start until 7pm, so we had several hours to adventure around. For our day activity we purchased a tour on the Boston Old Town Trolley, a hop-on, hop-off sightseeing tour around the city.


The lads at the front desk of our hotel recommended it to us and we thought it would be the best way to see the city. There was a stop right outside Fenway Park at the Ted Williams statue, so we hopped on.



The drivers of each trolley are also tour guides, so they tell you about all the things you are passing. I really enjoyed.


Toronto is nice, but from a historic standpoint it is not nearly as interesting as Boston is. Boston also felt more clean to us than Toronto is, but maybe that is an illusion.

I loved the trolley tour.




If you do a complete loop back to your original stop on the trolley it apparently takes about 90 minutes. But we had a few stops we wanted to make. The first one was at the Boston Tea Party Museum.


I told the ladies on the way up in the car that the one thing I really wanted to do was defy my Queen and throw tea into the harbour. But I didn’t think it would actually happen…

Included in our trolley tickets were passes to the Boston Tea Party Experience. We did not know what to expect. I thought the experience was just a tour of the museum, so I was kind of blown away. The experience started with us receiving feathers.


And if you are going to give us props you need to be prepared for us to use them on you.


I believe he is saying “I don’t understand what is happening…”

Dawn is also using the megaphone here, as you can see.

The actors then took us into a town hall meeting.


The actors, by the way, were awesome. They stayed in character the entire time, which is no easy feat when someone is rubbing a feather on your face. They were seriously entertaining and we enjoyed ourselves immensely.

We each received a card detailing who we were the night of the Boston Tea Party. I was Gilbert.


In the town hall meeting we were really encouraged to participate in the discussion. We were told to yell out certain words after certain prompts, like “HUZZAH!!!”, “Boo!”, “Hisssssssssssss”, “Hear Hear!” and “Well said!” We are very loud so we loved this. We may have used some words at inappropriate times and made up our own, but good times all around.



We know the story and the history behind the Boston Tea Party – I’ll never forget our high school teacher Mr. B teaching us about it in our American History class (which was WAY more interesting than the Canadian history class, by the way) – but if we didn’t I thought they got across well why we were throwing the tea into the harbour. No taxation without representation! I ain’t payin no tax on no tea!

After the town hall meeting, we headed onto the ship.



And a new actor entered!



He swiftly became my new best friend.


Again, all the actors stayed in character as we went through the events leading up to the climax of the tea party. They were so much fun.



And then my dream came true, we got to throw tea into the harbour.





Possibly the highlight of my trip.

After the tea-throwing, we had a tour of the boat, including the lower deck. And including creepy fake people sleeping in bunks…


And a captain.

We had to leave early because we wanted to get in a boat tour of Boston harbour (also included in our trolley ticket purchase) before the game and it only left at certain times, so unfortunately we had to skip the end film documentary and museum tour. Actually I hear the documentary is with holograms so I am kinda disappointed about that, but next time. I am already planning on going back with Evan sometime. He would love it.

Anyway, we just walked over to the harbour and got on this ship.


It was a nice and relaxing cruise around the harbour, complete with another tour guide. Such a great way to see the city!







It is Evan’s dream to tour this boat.


Boston might be giving Toronto some skyline competition…

After a 45 minute cruise around the harbour, we were back on the trolley and heading back to Fenway area. We passed the Holocaust memorial, which I also would really like to check out sometime in more detail.


The numbers of 6 million victims (!!) are etched onto the glass and flicker with light. You can walk into the towers at the bottom, and according to the memorial website you are momentarily tattooed with the reflected numbers. Crazy.

And our last stop of the day before the trolley took us back to our hotel, the Cheers bar. This was also a must-do for all of us.





And of course, the set bar.


Weird, right? It looks different in the light.

After that it was back to our hotel to get changed into our Jays gear for the game. Our day in Boston was such a whirlwind. We really did squeeze in a lot for only being in the city for 24 hours, but there are so many things I still want to do there (and many things I still want to EAT THERE!) if I go back again. It was a really fun city to visit.

The Boston Road Trip

My friend Dawn’s pal Erin is visiting from Edmonton this week (you may remember her last year when she came on our adventure to Toronto island), and Erin happens to be a HUGE Blue Jays fan. Dawn wanted to take her to a game while she was here, but unfortunately the Jays are not playing in Toronto at all for the duration of Erin’s Ontario trip. They are, however, playing in Boston against the Red Sox at Fenway Park. Boston is a doable drive for us, so when Dawn asked if I would be up for a quick US road trip to Boston I was all over it. I’ve never been! She also lured in our friends Emily and Joanna. So on Sunday, the five of us drove to Boston to see our beloved Toronto Blue Jays.


Joanna, Erin, Dawn, Emily, Moi

We saw the game on Monday evening, so I will get to that…

We left from Dawn’s place in Oshawa at 8:30am on Sunday, and according to our directions Boston was an 8.5 hour drive. But of course we needed to make a few stops, so the trip ended up taking almost 14 hours. That sounds like a ridiculously long time, and even writing that now I am thinking that can’t be right… But it is. We didn’t arrive until just after 10pm. Somehow though, the drive went by very fast. We are VERY good at entertaining ourselves, and I made a hilarious playlist specifically for our trip.

To get to Boston from Ontario, you can either go through the Niagara Falls border on the southwest side of Lake Ontario or the Gananoque/Thousand Islands border on the northeast, both leading into New York. We chose the Thousand Islands border as it was a bit quicker from where we were leaving from.

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Of course beavers and mountie moose are all over the Canadian side of the border. We stopped at duty free and the gift shop and were talking about how funny it is that these are the things that represent our country.

I do enjoy beavers though.

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The Thousand Islands area is incredibly scenic and beautiful, on both sides of the border. After leaving that area we drove through a lot of small towns in upstate New York and it was really surprising to us how deserted some of them were. All I wanted in my life was to eat at a trashy hole in the wall American diner for lunch, but the ones we did see were closed. For a long time everything was closed except for chains and gas stations. Maybe because it was Sunday. I don’t know if that is typical everywhere.

I also noticed how incredibly patriotic Americans seem to be. I could not get over the amount of American flags on porches. They were everywhere.

Anyway, back to eating. We were getting so desperate for lunch that wasn’t McDonalds that I eventually turned my phone data on briefly just to locate a Cracker Barrel. We do not have them in Canada! The closest one I found to us was in Clifton Park, NY. And though it may have been the closest, it was way off the highway so in hindsight maybe not the most convenient. Actually I don’t know if it even required that we get off the highway, I just looked quickly and then shut my data off again so I wouldn’t have to pay a million dollars. Either way, whatever happened there, I would say a good three to four hours of our roadtrip were spent getting to this place and then eating.


It was so exciting to finally find it. It was a little beacon of light. I had Cracker Barrel for the first time last year with Evan in Florida (but only for breakfast!) and I fell in love.

I really wanted southern comfort food, so I ordered the buttermilk fried chicken.


With sweet potato fries, corn, apple barbecue sauce and cornbread muffins and biscuits. And cole slaw but I didn’t really eat that. I very, very rarely order fried chicken and I can’t remember the last time I’ve eaten it. I loved this, but too heavy for every day.

Eventually we arrived at our hotel in Boston. We stayed at the Hotel Buckminster, which I absolutely loved. Apparently it is one of the first Boston hotels, and it definitely had a historical feel to it. It was clearly old, but in a charming way that we all really enjoyed. Also, the front desk staff were all extremely efficient, nice, and really went out of their way to help us. They were so great. I have nothing but good to say about the Hotel Buckminster.


And it is located in Fenway Square, basically right beside the park. Perfect location. Right where we needed to be.


We checked in and got all settled in for our one night stay (that’s right, just one, we drove home the following night after the game). I wish we could have stayed longer, our room was awesome. We had two bedrooms.



And three beds! We weren’t expecting that and we were ready to bring up a rollaway bed, so it was perfect for us.

We didn’t get to the hotel until about 10pm, but we got changed and had a few drinks while we got ready, and then we headed out for a night on the town.


Boston, we’re comin’ for ya.

It was so late by the time we got out, and it was Sunday night so not exactly party night… Most of the bars around were pretty dead. We ended up walking to the Bleacher Bar on the Fenway strip, and while it wasn’t busy there were enough people around who enjoyed our antics. It was a pretty low key night and nothing big happened, but it was still hilarious. And upon getting back to our hotel we ordered the best pizza from Domino’s.


We have Domino’s here but it is absolutely NOT as good as this! Maybe it’s because I was drinking, but I couldn’t get enough of this pizza. So, so good.

Monday was the most fun day ever and we packed in as many Boston activities as we could possibly fit in, so more to come on that. I loved the city and am already thinking about my next adventure there!

The Cuba Crew does the Cottage

We spent this past weekend at Evan’s cottage with Brotherman, his fiancée Kelly, and her family. aka our Cuba Crew.


I was excited to make it up there because this summer is so incredibly busy that I know cottaging is going to be a rare occurrence. I literally have something happening every weekend until mid-September. Not complaining at all because I love the summer, but I do like a good winter hibernation weekend…

Anyway, nothern/eastern Ontario in the summer is my favourite place in the world.


That is where I spent the majority of Saturday. Just living the dream. It was raining in Toronto, but where we were it was a beautiful day!

Evan and I also spent an hour or so floating around in these state-of-the-art inner tubes.


Evan and I got up there before everyone else, so when Carson arrived with his family he came over and yelled “I LOVE IT HERE!!!! I want to stay here until I die!” I hear ya Carson. I hear ya. That is the right idea. He also said he was going to build his own house next door and the house was going to be purple (his favourite colour), and EVERYTHING inside the house was also going to be purple “and there’s going to be SO MANY THINGS!” – Carson’s words. He was really making me laugh. He also has upgraded his friend Pillow. In Cuba, Pillow was a little Canadian flag pillow with a happy face drawn on it. Now Pillow is this:


Still with a happy face. And Pillow is still the most interesting pillow in the world. Pillow is now four hundred three hundred and forty two years old.

That Carson is my little buddy.


Other things that happened:

Evan grilled lunch, Saturday and Sunday.


Burgers and hot dogs, with steamed sweet potatoes.


Last summer when we were all at the cottage together, Kelly’s sister Mina made the best pork I have ever eaten. I genuinely have not stopped thinking about that pork. I was hoping that I would be experiencing that pork again, but she switched it up. I was disappointed for about .2 seconds until I saw what she was making instead of the pork.


Korean-style beef ribs. Oh my God. I don’t even usually like ribs that much because I find they don’t have a ton of meat on them, but these were cut a different way and were just so tender and amazing. That Mina really outdid herself. She is a great cook.

Evan has also been making this fabulous lentil salad lately. Two cans of lentils, one chopped onion, chopped baby carrots, chopped red pepper, parsley, olive oil and white vinegar to taste. Salt and pepper.


Mix it all up and it’s good to go.


I have been requesting that he make this every day. I love it.

We had a great dinner Saturday evening with the family.


With veggies and hummus on the side. On my plate top right, that is laver, a Korean seaweed snack.


I didn’t think that I liked it but I DO, I really do! It is crunchy and salty and does not have an intense seaweed aftertaste. It kind of tastes like chips, only isn’t terrible for you.

And speaking of delicious snacks, but of the unhealthy variety…

My good pal Cely (who is one of my most favourite bloggers) recently shipped me from Texas a box filled with the most beautiful item I could have ever imagined…


Peanut frickin’ Butter Cup Oreo’s!!! Ridiculous! She sent me two boxes, that thoughtful girl, so we brought one up to the cottage with us and it was just devoured. Everyone was a fan. The other box I will be savouring for as long as I can… Why are all the good trashy snacks only available in the US? Thank you Cely!!! You made our weekend!

What else… The board games at the cottage are my favourite. So modern.


Evan and I played a lot of Rummy…


This hammock is still the best hammock of all time:


And on Sunday, we celebrated Carson’s 5th birthday.


All in all, a great weekend.


Check check check check check (well except for the catch a fish part…and I guess the boating unless you count that yellow raft). Lake rules are my favourite rules.

Nana’s Ukrainian Pierogies Recipe (aka Pedaha)

When I think about my sweet Ukrainian Nana, the first two things I think about are love…


Baby Eric!

And FOOD! When I was growing up, she was constantly making something. Canned everything, jams, birthday cakes with coins inside and buttercream icing, shortbread CHRISTMAS COOKIES!!!


Banana splits every time I stayed overnight, Easter dinners, homemade pizza, lasagne, cabbage rolls, and of course, pierogies.


Looooved her pierogies. She used to make batches of them and send them along to us. It was always such a treat. Those pierogies remind me of childhood. In my family, we always called the pierogies pedaha. I think it is a Ukrainian thing.

My Nana turned 100 a couple weeks ago, so for her birthday celebration we made some of her favourite dishes. My cousin sent me Nanny’s pierogi recipe, and I was on pierogi duty.

The pierogies are not overly difficult to make, but they are definitely time consuming. I made them over two evenings, after work. Along with wine, which I always recommend when cooking.

Filling ingredients:

  • 6-8 large potatoes (I actually used 10 because I didn’t want to run out, and I had a bit of mashed potato leftover)
  • 1 onion, roughly chopped
  • 2 cups sharp cheddar cheese (so I used a pre-shredded bag of cheddar and mozzarella, and I definitely noticed a difference between my filling and my Nana’s. Hers was more yellow in colour and just a bit tastier. Nana is adamant about the sharp cheddar cheese)
  • Salt to taste (Nana uses a lot, always. Salt in everything)

Dough ingredients:

  • 6 cups flour
  • 1/2 lb butter (half a stick)
  • 2 eggs
  • 3 tbsp sour cream (secret weapon!)
  • 1 1/4 cups water

Yield – 55-60 pierogies

Filling directions:

As my cousin tells me, our Nana used to boil the potatoes with the skins on, and then peel them after they were soft. As you can imagine, trying to peel boiling hot potatoes is not a fun time. We think Nanners did this to add more flavour to the potatoes, but I’m sure it isn’t necessary. My cousin Chrissy has made these a bunch of times, and she followed Nanny’s directions to a T and finally she was all “Why am I trying to peel these boiling hot potatoes?!” so, yeah. Peel the potatoes and then chop them up prior to boiling. Much more boiling-friendly. Add chopped onion to the peeled, chopped potatoes.


You can do this the night before and leave in the fridge if it’s easier (I did, but not necessary).

Once the potatoes are boiled and soft, you can remove the onion or keep it in the filling. I chose to keep the onion in, because I LOVE ONION.

Add cheese and more salt if you like (Nana likes!), and mash those puppies up.


Dough directions:

Nanny suggests that you boil the water and add the butter, and then wait for the butter to melt and the water to cool. My cousin assumes this was because when Nana was first making her pierogies there were no microwaves. This is silly. Melt the butter in the microwave. Use lukewarm water, add the butter, eggs, and sour cream. Mix together, and then add the liquid to the flour.

You can use an electric mixer if you like, but I know our Nana is all about using her hands. This is how she inserted her love into everything she made (and love makes things taste better). So make sure your hands are nice and clean, and then mix that dough up. Knead it until it is smooth with no floury bits.


It doesn’t look like much, but it goes a long way.

You can also make the dough the night before and use chilled dough the next day, but I actually found that warm dough worked best for me. It is the opposite of Nana’s shortbread Christmas cookies. In that case the dough is easier to work with when chilled because when it’s warm it sticks to evvvvverything! But with the pierogi dough I found the stickiness to be manageable. I also use parchment paper with my Nana’s Christmas cookies, and roll the dough between it, but for the pierogies I did not because I found using parchment paper was actually more of a hinderance. I know my Nana likes to feel that dough with her fingers!

Get a good handful of dough, and put it on a well-floured surface (the flour is KEY for no stickiness).


Also put flour on top of the dough. Roll the dough into 1/8 in thickness.

Use a cookie cutter or a cup to cut in 2″ circles. Add a spoonful of filling in the middle.


Seal by pressing the edges together. If the edges are not sealing, dampen them with water. Create your semicircle of pierogi deliciousness.


After cutting your circles in the dough, put your leftover dough scraps back in your bowl of dough to be re-rolled.

Repeat until you have all the amazing pierogies.


Place in a singler layer on a baking sheet, cover with a damp cloth, and then freeze the pierogies. Once frozen, lightly flour, put them in freezer bags, and back into the freezer. This stops them from sticking to each other (for the most part, I find it is almost unavoidable to have a little stickage once you cook them, even with Nana’s pierogies – I remember them being a bit sticky).

To cook the pierogies, boil water, salt, and some butter, and throw in 10-15 pierogies at a time. Once they rise to the top they are ready!


These ones were boiled and then buttered by the staff at Willows Estate, I just brought them in frozen.

You can fry them afterwards if you like, but our Nanny never did, so I have always liked them just soft and doughy like she used to make them.

Eat them with lots and lots of sour cream! (and salt!!!)


Nanny loved her own pierogies when I made them for her birthday!


Did I mention she’s 100?!

So go forth and make your pierogies and enjoy them with your family!!!


Photo source – quite the article written about our Nans on her birthday :D


Last weekend, so two weekends ago now, my friend Sherrie organized a big camping trip for all our friends/her friends/all the friends. This was the second annual friends camping trip, and unfortunately I had to miss last year so this time I was IN. Camping is my favourite. But we had just gotten back from a very exhausting trip (I hesitate to say vacation as we were very busy every day and it wasn’t exactly relaxing, it was a trip) so an entire weekend away camping wasn’t doable for me. I had stuff to get done at home. Evan had even more stuff to do, so I just drove up myself on Saturday morning for one night.

I arrived just after noon and everyone was already up and in the water.


I like how they’re all like “Heyyyyyyy. GET IN HERE!”

Sherrie and I actually stumbled upon this campground two years ago when we got kicked out of Algonquin Park for being too noisy. This place, Pine Grove Point, is a privately owned campground on the outskirts of Algonquin (it’s actually where Evan and I picked up our canoe from when we were backcountry camping last year), and they are much more lenient about things than provincial parks are. They actually encourage you to bring drinks down to the beach.


And they purposely put us all at a huge site at the very pack of the campground so we are free to be loud (though I don’t know if they encourage singing Disney songs on the beach at midnight…)

I love provincial parks, and they are beautiful and all that, but almost every time I’ve camped in one I’ve gotten at least one noise complaint. So if your plan is to have more of a party time with your friends, finding a good private campground is the way to go. For me the most important aspect of a good campground is good lake swimming. Hiking trails are always nice too, but lake swimming is probably my favourite activity of all time and something that I don’t get to do every day, so I definitely cherish it. This place has the BEST lake swimming. Clear and deep. J’adore.


It also helps that they have a bunch of floating trampolines and a floating dock. We swam for hours and hours that Saturday afternoon. It was my dream.


My ol’ pal Sherrie



My friends Dawn, Mark, Emily and Corey were up for just the Friday night, so I was sad to miss them all on Saturday. But I really enjoy Sherrie’s friends, and I have hung out with them so much that I consider them my friends. And Sherrie has hung out with my friends so much that she considers them her friends. And all our friends have hung out together so much that everyone considers everyone friends. It is a great thing.


Eventually we packed up around dinnertime and headed back to our site. I brought myself a chicken burger to grill, however I knew from experience that the camp store/snack bar at the park has really amazing poutine. Really. Amazing.


Obviously I had to get this. It was quite large and in charge so I had to rope some friends into helping me finish it, but I don’t think they minded. People will tell you that you aren’t eating real poutine unless your fries are topped with cheese curds as opposed to shredded cheese and I will tell you right now that I disagree. I love a good cheese curd, but I really enjoy all types of cheese so I can’t discriminate. I don’t know if that poutine would have been better with cheese curds. And I don’t even know if that was real cheese. But it was pretty perfect as-is.

And if you want to catch a glimpse inside a random camping store…


Alllll the things you could possibly need for your camping trip, just in case you forget your…cat food.

As I mentioned, our campsite was basically a huge area at the back of the campground that had been cleared of brush.


Complete with a sleeping/tent area, an eating/fire area (good thing, since about 16 people were up at some point over the weekend so there were a lot of tents), and a GAMES AREA!


Sherrie brought our trusty, faithful ladder ball. It is always a good time. It is especially a good time in the dark when you tie glow sticks around the three levels and throw the balls in the pitch black, hoping for the best.

We also played a lot of Euchre, which is my favourite card game of all time.


I do not get to play nearly as often as I like because I find it difficult to get four people together who all know how to play Euchre (I actually play online – Hardwood Euchre! It is the best! If anyone has it seriously let me know, I’ll be your partner). We had a bunch of people who knew how to play though, so we had a bit of a tournament.

We also played some flip cup. Because a party is not a party unless there is flip cup. This team was undefeated.


And they are jerks. My team never won.

Eventually we all saddled up around the fire and two of the guys broke out guitars (and a ukelele!) and serenaded us. I think they ended up hating us though, because we were all “Can you play this? Play Neil Young! But can you play THIS?! Play this, play this!” Note to self: learn how to play the guitar, and learn how to play all the campfire songs.

Last time Sherrie and I were camping there it was theme night and they turned the entire campground into Halloween (in August), complete with a haunted house. And a bunch of adults were dressed up…


We were not so lucky this time. But it was still a fun time.

It was raining in the morning, so we all packed up early and I was home just after noon. Just in time for Sunday leisuring before work on Monday.

Eating Adventures at the Calgary Stampede

Last post about my vacation and then I will shut up about it, I promise.

I need to talk about the food at the Calgary Stampede, because whoa. I am still undoing that damage. The Stampede is really a lot like the Toronto Exhibition, only with cowboys and rodeos. In the food department it is very similar in that it is one of those “let’s see how crazy we can get” type of deals. Like cronut burgers and such.


Who doesn’t want a hand dipped double bacon corn dog? I actually did have a hand dipped jalapeno cheese corn dog and honestly I ripped all the corn off and just ate the dog, so I am not sure what that says about me. Probably it says I was inebriated because that happened late Saturday night.

There was food EVERYWHERE. Everywhere you looked. All the food. And just when you thought it couldn’t get any weirder, along came pizza on a stick. And chips on a stick.


Those Wiggle Chips were GOOD though, they were Evan’s dream!

And deep fried Philly cheesesteak (I almost wrote chilly pheesesteak)…


And all of the items on this list:


Why did I not get the chocolate covered bacon?! WHY?!

And then there was all your typical carnival/fair type fare as well:





There were a lot of different kinds of foods, and sadly I can’t eat everything, so I had to choose wisely. Here are the things I remember eating:

Pulled pork from the 3 B’s, which was delicious.


I love a good pulled pork from a legit barbecue joint. I could have gone for more sauce on there, but that’s alright. You can’t have everything.

Taco in a bag!


Which is crushed Doritos topped with all the taco fixins (ground beef, cheese, lettuce tomato, salsa, sour cream). That actually may have been one of the greatest things I’ve ever eaten. I never wanted that goody bag to end.


Deep fried cheddar cheese…


Which was also amazing. Just a crispy nugget of melty cheddar. Love.

Deep fried avocado…


And I would say deep fried avocado is not as good as it sounds, but I don’t even know if it sounds good… We should have stuck to the deep fried pickles ’cause I KNOW that is goodness right there.

And of course…


Yep and yep. Deep fried Oeros…


And deep fried Pop Tarts.


#fitfluential #jerf #betruetoyou #nourish

The Pop Tarts were surprisingly good. The taste was pretty much bang-on deep fried Pop Tart. If I didn’t know beforehand what I was eating, I would have been able to guess it. HOWEVER, they did have a weird kind of sogginess to them that I didn’t really enjoy. Not sure what was up with that.

The deep fried Oreos were obviously dynamite. You can’t go wrong there.

All the deep fried things reminded me of when I used to work at Dairy Queen in high school and we would experiment with the deep fryer and try to fry everything. Like processed cheese. And cones. And the ice cream itself (deep fried cone with ice cream is SO good). And one time someone accidentally dropped a drive thru headset in the deep fryer. It actually still worked afterwards, but it was greasy forever after.

Anyway. I washed all the amazingness down with sweet, sweet lemonade.


And beer.

Good times. And you know what, I didn’t even gain any weight while we were away because we walked so much. So that is a win. Though, every time I go on vacation I seem to gain 10 pounds the second I’m off the plane somewhere new…and somehow when I’m home again I’m back to normal. Weird, right?

Have a great weekend! EAT LOTS!!!!