Disclaimer: It’s probably not fair to call this an attempt at blogging since he’s not writing the post. He told me to write it and let him approve it, but he’s busy working on our house. Sorry, honey, you’ll just have to trust me.
Adam recently got the opportunity to travel to South Carolina to test out the newest cars in his company’s line. And by “test” I mean drive ridiculously fast and recklessly around a racetrack – think go-carts but with $60,000+ cars. On our first date he pulled a U-turn and slid sideways across 3 lanes of traffic – I was not only unimpressed but scared and thinking “there’s never going to be a second date.” I guess things change – but I still hate when he drives that way.
I didn’t want to take off two days of work to sit and pray that he wouldn’t crash and burn, so he constantly sent me photos during his trip.
The dining area at the hotel was bright and modern.
This was the view from his room:
His text said, “No swim trunks”, but he and his co-worker and his co-worker’s wife hung out by the pool and enjoyed the nice weather before dinner. Apparently spouses were not invited to dinner, which I would have been furious about if I had made the trip, since I’m all about the eating – but the meal wasn’t Claire-friendly anyhow.
He said this was called a “Pear Blue” salad – self-explanatory.
The entrée was a steak, so I definitely didn’t miss out. He and his co-worker both thought the portion was ridiculous, but it looks like a perfect 3-4 oz serving of protein to me!
Apparently dessert was creme brulee, or in Adam’s words, “that vanilla pudding thing with the crunchy top that they set on fire”. He said it was the best part of the meal, and he was so excited to eat it that he didn’t take a picture. #foodbloggerfail
Breakfast the next morning appeared to be a continental-type buffet. No protein at all – my husband loves his carbs. At least he ate some fruit!
Of course, the food was not the highlight of Adam’s trip – he really loved driving the new cars and winning some sort of competition against 10 other participants from around the country. I’m glad he got the chance to have some fun on his company’s tab, but I was much happier when he got home safely.
Adam’s food blogging grade (in my opinion): D. I was thinking his photos were B minus material, but once he forgot to take a picture of dessert, there was no chance at a passing grade. ;) Sorry babe.
Do your significant others/family members/friends take photos of their food when you’re not there to do it?