I rewarded myself quite a bit this past Sunday after the half-marathon. With the wonderful gift of 1000+ calories burnt in the morning, I was surely ready to celebrate!
Unfortunately, I had to go to work right after I got home, but there, I saw Anne, who was also spending her Sunday afternoon stuck at work. So, on my way home, I gave Anne a quick call to tempt her into sharing a bottle of champagne (or, Sparkling Wine, I should say) and quality time on my front porch. We spent a lovely afternoon, chit-chatting and sipping my favorite drink (yes, more so than sake).
Shortly after polishing off the bottle, my half-marathon buddy, Jutta, had us (the Papa Bear, the Bear Cubs, and me) over for some delicious, smooth, creamy, and amazingly satisfying cheese fondue dinner.
It was sooooo good, I kept dipping...
I swear, this was so much better than any other cheese fondue I've ever had. Not one lump in the cheese, not one impurity to disrupt the harmony of the cheesy ambrosia and the wholesome bread. Cheese and bread - a delicious match made in heaven - the creamy satisfaction of the cheese finding strength and substance in its partner. I ate myself into a delirium, aided by the flowing white wine that completed the trinity of luxurious dinner.
Goodness, it was a satisfying dinner, worthy of every calorie I burnt during the half-marathon!
Congrats, Jutta and Arik, on completing your first half-marathon, and thanks so much for dinner, Jutta and Stefan!
For those of you NOT reading this during meal times, check out my blister from the Half-marathon here. Nasty, huh? The Papa Bear was complaining about his blister until he saw my King of Blisters. It's got so much liquid in it right now that with every step I take, I feel some swish-swoosh inside the blister. Yuck!!!