A visit with Dr. Monkey

I took last Friday off so as to entertain, and be entertained by, a dear old friend: Dr. Monkey.

The fun really started Thursday night (since it kind of counted as Friday night). Dr. Monkey, my Man and I went to Pizzeria Posto is between Davis and Porter Squares. We enjoyed some delicious cocktails and olives. Lots of olives. Please review the carnage:
We also had pizza. Some with tomatoes, greens, and anchovies, another with sausage and onions. This pizza is blurry because it was moving so fast... INTO OUR MOUTHS.
After dinner, we went to Gargoyles to enjoy a cocktail and then when that hadn't quite finished us off we found a convenience store that was open and got some tonic and limes for additional cocktails at home. I think we watched some tv, or a movie, but now I can't really remember...

Friday we got up and my Man went surfing while the Doctor and I had breakfast at my place. We were gearing up for a full day of drinkiness. We watched some Arrested Development after breakfast to aid in digestion, and then we set out for a tapas place for lunch. The restaurant was called, conveniently, Tapas. It was awesome. The prices were reasonable and the food was fantastic. If you're ever in Boston on Newbury Street near Gloucester, GO THERE.
One of the delicious things we had was pork sausage with a fig reduction sauce. It was consumed so quickly I could barely get out my phone to get a picture...
We also had duck confit. Are you seeing this? The meat was so tender it fell right off the bone.
There may have also been a pitcher of sangria. But look, we got there at 12:05, so that was completely legitimate drinking.
And, since the day was FAR from over, we refueled.
Next, we knew we watned to go to the Top of the Hub, but we saw these gnomes and read the sign behind them, and we had to investigate. In case your eyes aren't bionic, the sign purports that the store is the "home of the softest magical unicorn". And indeed it was. But I did not buy a plushie, I bought a pig.
A three-legged Chilean good luck pig named Charles, to be precise. We took him to the Top of the Hub. Here's proof:
We also had two cocktails each: pomegranate mojitos for me, and the "ultimate" dirty martini for the doctor.
After the Top of the Hub, we headed back onto Cambridge to meet up with some friends and share the mirth and merriment. It was this kind of day:
And the mirth was shared. So was the beer and the cheese plate.
We wrapped up the "outside" portion of the day and all wound up back at my place. We ordered in some Indian food and topped off the eating fest with the pie and ice cream I made earlier in the week. Everything was delicious and there was much wine and beer and laughing.
And (blurry) smiling.
And then more eating (of pie crust). And funny face making.
And talking. And more talking.
And then we were all talked out and it was midnight and after twelve hours of eating and drinking I was so tired that we just rinsed the plates and left everything for clean up the next day.
Saturday was a day where we spent most of the time paying for Friday. We were lucky enough to make it to Essex to be hosted by J and D in their new house. We had lobster rolls and mostly remained horizontal while watching a movie. When we got back to my place we met up with the man for pizza and watching The Hurt Locker. The movie and pizza were very good.
Sunday was pretty laid back. We did end up drinking again (finally!) while watching the Celtics game (which they won). Actually, to be more accurate, the men were watching the game while I was memorizing my lines and kind of occasionally watching.

Now I am exhausted and YIPPEE I'm at work. Time to catch up on stuff.