When Boy goes away for a work training, I have a little party. Not because he’s gone, of course, but more because I’m hanging out alone with nothing to do. So this weekend I went out and drank myself some local beer, bought gorgeous and delicious chocolates, found a bookstore off the beaten path, and ate the best gyro I’ve ever had (if you look closely, you can see the french fries. Like, what?).
All you’re gonna get after the cut are foodie pics, so have at it,