Who would have thought that there would come a day where I would admit that I was actually craving Red Robin. As most of you know, my husband makes me eat Red Robin EVERY single Saturday, unless we have a prior engagement. During the summer, I have an excuse that I don't have time for Red Robin since we have to meet Shelby and the crew on the boat, or else they will leave us .... but in the winter, there is no reasonable excuse except I am so sick of it. haha The bad news was when Red Robin added an additional location to our neighborhood, which is WALKING distance. That is when I knew it was inevitable that I would never win at getting to eat lunch at a place closer to home so we didn't have to drive 15-10 minutes to the other Red Robin locations.
We are creatures of habit and our Saturdays could not be more of a routine. Gabe wakes up around 8:30 and goes to the gym and plays basketball for at least three hours. I sleep in a little longer and meet him a little later at the gym since I can't fill a workout up with three hours of things to do. I use to make the mistake to drive together, and I would be begging him to stop saying "one more game" at least three times. Then, we head home for the dreaded lunch at Red Robin. For those of you that don't know what Red Robin is, it is like Chili's in the south and on every other corner! It was actually the very first meal I ever ate in Seattle once Gabe picked me up from the airport, and we have never turned back.
So, we come home and get ready for lunch at Red Robin (fake smile on my face) .... Really, what else can I try on the menu so I am not overly burnt out after almost three years of this. I rotate through the kids meals in hopes that I can at least fill my belly with something that isn't over a gazillion calories. We know all the waiters and waitresses by heart, we know who we want to serve us, as well as who we don't want to serve us. Gabe loves Red Robin because of their bottomless steak fries, which he eats about two servings of before his burger and another helping of fries come with his meal! Oh dear, I wonder what his arteries look like.
The last two weeks in NY were filled with horrible food (except for the weekends when we were able to leave the hotel). The hotel was connected to the Pfizer training facility, so we never left the closed corridors except for my evening run outside. I am a picky eater, but have gotten better after venturing out in my "olden" days. The leftover chicken from dinner one night would then be turned into a different chicken concoction the following day for lunch. Let me tell you, I ate a LOT of chocolate "fro-yo," and I just learned that new term for frozen yogurt (apparently I was the only one that didn't call it that)! Sidenote: Gabe ate Red Robin by himself while I was in NY twice since I wasn't there with him. Kinda sad.
ANYWAYS, yesterday morning I was absolutely pumped for Red Robin. My kids cheeseburger and side salad was soo yummy! I even splurged by indulging with a good handful of steak fries.
Hope everyone is doing well. I came home to chilly Seattle weather, and snow this morning!!
We are creatures of habit and our Saturdays could not be more of a routine. Gabe wakes up around 8:30 and goes to the gym and plays basketball for at least three hours. I sleep in a little longer and meet him a little later at the gym since I can't fill a workout up with three hours of things to do. I use to make the mistake to drive together, and I would be begging him to stop saying "one more game" at least three times. Then, we head home for the dreaded lunch at Red Robin. For those of you that don't know what Red Robin is, it is like Chili's in the south and on every other corner! It was actually the very first meal I ever ate in Seattle once Gabe picked me up from the airport, and we have never turned back.
So, we come home and get ready for lunch at Red Robin (fake smile on my face) .... Really, what else can I try on the menu so I am not overly burnt out after almost three years of this. I rotate through the kids meals in hopes that I can at least fill my belly with something that isn't over a gazillion calories. We know all the waiters and waitresses by heart, we know who we want to serve us, as well as who we don't want to serve us. Gabe loves Red Robin because of their bottomless steak fries, which he eats about two servings of before his burger and another helping of fries come with his meal! Oh dear, I wonder what his arteries look like.
The last two weeks in NY were filled with horrible food (except for the weekends when we were able to leave the hotel). The hotel was connected to the Pfizer training facility, so we never left the closed corridors except for my evening run outside. I am a picky eater, but have gotten better after venturing out in my "olden" days. The leftover chicken from dinner one night would then be turned into a different chicken concoction the following day for lunch. Let me tell you, I ate a LOT of chocolate "fro-yo," and I just learned that new term for frozen yogurt (apparently I was the only one that didn't call it that)! Sidenote: Gabe ate Red Robin by himself while I was in NY twice since I wasn't there with him. Kinda sad.
ANYWAYS, yesterday morning I was absolutely pumped for Red Robin. My kids cheeseburger and side salad was soo yummy! I even splurged by indulging with a good handful of steak fries.
Hope everyone is doing well. I came home to chilly Seattle weather, and snow this morning!!
4 comments:
Fro yo??? Seriously?? I have never heard that before!
Isn't that so funny! Everyone called it that ....
You would have been a starving child for two weeks. I swear I thought I was going to lose 10 lbs, but the fro yo probably counteracted with it!
Welcome home, Kelsey. A couple comments on your two recent entries:
1) Gabe will get his due when/if they open a Chik-fil-A in the area.
2) Isn't not eating well in New York a sin? In fact, I think that's why God created New York and San Francisco in the first place.
3) For decent seafood you might try Chinook's (south end of Ballard bridge), Salty's (Harbor Avenue on way to Alki), (good ol' dependable standby), Palisade (under Magnolia bridge--asian/polynesian influence), Ivar's Acres of Clams (downtown Seattle waterfront "institution"), Etta's (Pike Place Market).
Jay
I am so happy you found me on facebook and even happier to find a blogging buddy! I was laughing so hard at this post because I had one just like it :)
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