that smell

so i was just in the bathroom. there was a lady in there that smelled of wet clothes that had sat in a dryer for days. you know what i'm talking about. i've smelled people like that at the gym and in the grocery store. my thing is, you can smell that on you! why not spare the rest of us your stank?

so last night, K, L & I went to FAB on Ivan Allen in Downtown. I was excited the whole day for this - I'd heard good things, but I was disappointed. Only 2 stars from me. Here's why:

1) I got there before the other girls and I sat at the bar. The bartender came over to me happily plopping a menu and napkin down in front of me. I hate this. Most people that hang out at the bar are waiting - so quit trying to rush me into an order. When I told him I was "just waiting" he gave me serious 'tude.
2) Our waiter was "slow" and I mean that in the special way, not the speed way. The man was just awkward, forgetting orders we'd just given him minutes before (having to ask us again what we ordered) and he forgot one of my orders all together. If he was new there, then I understand, but for the sake of your tip, tell me that.
3) the food was okay. nothing to write home about. in fact, my swordfish was kinda dry and the sauce that accompanied my pilaf and mushrooms was so overpowering and there was so much of it. i'm still kinda feeling the after effects. my stomach did not like FAB.

so that was that. i think the dessert was the best part. apple galette (french for fancily laid out apples) and caramel ice cream. honestly, i probably could have just eaten that all night.

we went to K's aftewards to enjoy GG (which i'd already seen, but GG is like SATC, you can watch it over and over again. GG is magical!) and wine. i went home shortly after watching GG because i was beat from my day of doing nothing.