Because we’re still anticipating the opening of the Cheeburger in Brier Creek, we ventured up to north Raleigh for another ultimate burger experience. We were disappointed to see that Oak’s picture did NOT make it up onto the wall of fame from the last time we were there, so he felt the need to eat another 1-pound burger. YUMMY!
I’m not so sure if I could do the one pound burger… but maybe a pound of their delicious fresh-cut french fries… mmm..
Oak was very tricky with the Valentine’s day this year. First of all, I now smell chic, sexy, and mysterious due to my new Paris Hilton perfume.
As if that were not enough, I was told to be home from work by 5:30 for a surprise – Oak made reservations for Valentines day dinner for us at Melting pot in Raleigh! All I can say is that it lives up to the hype. First, we had a champagne toast and a bacon cheddar cheese appetizer course with bread, vegetables, and granny smith apples. Then, I had a great salad with poppy seed dressing, my current favorite. The main course consisted of a variety of meats (filet mignon, lobster, shrimp, tuna, chicken…) and vegetables that you simmer in a tasty broth, and then dip in a variety of sauces. Oak basically took over the garlic butter. Then, well, the best part, obviously was dessert. Heath bar chocolate fondue that was lit up before our eyes with some bourbon, and then a smorgasboard of sweet treats to dip inside, including cheesecake, pound cake, homemade marshmallows, fruits…. Heaven!
They also gave me a rose, we got a framed photo of the two of us (a decent picture for once!), and a pair of Melting Pot champagne flutes (good since we just broke our last RPI flute!). As usual, I am such a spoiled rotten girl.
It might be a little obvious that I’ve completely reversed any workouts that I did so far this week. It was worth it though 
During a rather long series of squats, the instructor said….. “If you don’t squeeze it [your butt] nobody else will!” lol.
How true. This is perhaps the single best piece of wisdom I’ve gotten from an athletic instructor. haha.
If you haven’t guessed, I’m enjoying some rather rigorous Wedding Workouts…. must get rid of armpit flab, must get rid of armpit flab…..
With Oak working at Duke, we have been exploring Durham. I met him up there for a lunch date on Friday, where we tried the lunch at Grasshopper, . Oak had the Vietnamese pork sandwich, and I had the Grasshopper chicken. We both left the restaurant with burning (but happy) taste buds, so Oak took me to Loco pops.
He had been talking this place up ever since his coworker took him there, but – oh my gosh. I had a Mexican chocolate popsicle– it was amazing. I probably could have eaten about 10 popsicles right there in the store – but yeah, trying to watch the wedding waistline.. hehe. I brought home a tangerine pomegranate popsicle that I ate later… also good, but no comparison to the chocolate.
Luckily loco pops are a small-scale treat so you don’t feel you’ve completely blown your diet after eating one (especially if you get the water-based ones instead of the decadent cream-based delights!). Plus, they are only $1 for the small size. Hellow, what a bargain!
As I mentioned, Martha stewart is collaborating with KB Homes to build a subdivision like half a mile away from our house. We can see the models starting to go up, but no more info quite yet.
I haven’t been watching the Martha show very religiously lately, but I happened to watch the BYOB (Bring your own bulldog) episode, where they made some Bulldog hot dogs.
It turns out that the inspiration for these dogs came from one of Martha’s trips to Cary/Morrisville, when she visited the Dog House. I am very, very surprised that she decided to visit this local, kind of shady hot dog chain.
The hot dogs there are good, probably tied with Snoopy’s as second best hot dog, in my opinion, in the Triangle. First of course goes to the Jim’s hot dog cart guy at the Crossroads location of Lowes. The Nathan’s beef hot dogs are superior to the southern red hot dogs.
However, the Dog House definitely wins in proximity.. I wonder what the workers thought when Martha Stewart came through the drive through?
