It's been a weekend. It's been cold, damp, tons of rain, and breezy and cloudy since Autumn arrived. I just hope that the autumn loving pumpkin spice sluts are happy!!!! Oh well, it's only 117 some days till spring, how bad can it be? But not all the weekend was awash. After work on Friday, it was off to the Hilton Hotel and Towers for a dinner date!!!
I had been wanting to try the Hilton's dinning establishment 1700 Degrees... a lovely place. I had only been to their sister place, Adlib right next door, but when I had gotten an email months ago from a certain gentleman to meet up, I knew right where I wanted to meet for dinner and drinks. The man in question.......
If you guessed Travel Penguin, you'd be correct!!!!! After all these years I finally met up with the sojourning penguin, and I was not one bit surprised he was so sweet, interesting, welcoming and everything you would expect. It was a lovely evening of good conversation getting to know each, great stories, an excellent delicious dinner, beautiful ambience, and maybe a few cock-a-tails! Penguin had been up North in State College for a few days to attend some lectures in State College, home of Penn State University and the Nittany Lions. I never went there for schooling mind you, but did get my education in drinking when visiting friends on weekends who went there. So , on his way back we agreed to meet up for dinner and finally meet. And I'm so glad we did. Yet another swell blogger who was just as his blogger persona is. I couldn't think of a better person to start the autumn season with, and over a wonderful meal. As usual, I'm a bad influence, as I feel I kept him up past his usual bedtime, and he may have had an extra cock-a-tail! Contrary to popular belief, we did NOT drink all these bottles of wine in the glass walls, but the gin might have been another story. I was on best behavior too I'll have you know! I was beyond tickled to finally hold his penguin in my hand. Such a pleasure to meet you David, and thank you for such a memorable evening!!!
The rest of the weekend? Snoozing. And lots of it. After my recent weeks of on the go, I crashed with exception to baking a lasagna and soups, for my dear friend and sister Mame, AKA David Dust, who some of you may know from the blogosphere, who lost his dear mother this past Wednesday. I took a lovely arrangement made by the Dame, and the provisions to him today.