"Bear in mind that you should conduct yourself in life as at a feast."

Is there anything lovelier than chilling outside after a bout of unpleasant weather? Whether it's the cold of winter (which, actually, is completely awesome) or the steamy awful horribleness of summer (decidedly not awesome), it's so nice to be released from weather and allowed back in the great outdoors--to a limited degree, obviously, because we don't want to be all up in Nature's face, no one enjoys that. So my co-author and I practiced the ancient art of "voluntary coercion" (when the subject chooses to be coerced) on my esteemed roommate and made our way to the new Ann Arbor food trucks.

Fellas. I'm not gonna lie to you--you know me better than that. I'm going to give you absolute truth right here because that's how I roll and that's what you deserve, being the refined blog readers you are.



This shit is, as the lady says, bananas. It's not a burger (that came later), it's a barbeque tofu sandwich. I'm not the biggest tofu fan--I figure eating vegetables is fine and dandy but tofu is fake meat. I eat meat. I don't want to eat fake meat. But I liked this tofu. It wasn't an imitation of pork or beef or any other kind of meat. It was tofu and it was intentionally tofu.

But I totally coveted Leila's pork bun. I am still coveting it. Man. I want that pork bun.


Later, Roommate Carmen and I went to the new digs in town, The Raven. I had this drink. This drink was a Jack Rose. I've never met this drink before in any other of the gin joints I've been to but I'm thinking this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship. It may even be the best cocktail that Ann Arbor has to offer.

In other news, this happened:

Yeah, that's a burger. I cheated on the one-burger-a-week rule. It was a new burger. I'm pretty bad at resisting temptation anyway so I definitely can't resist a new temptation. Why would I want to anyway? This burger was a glorious victory of a burger.

And we had dessert. It made Carmen so happy she laughed photogenically.