It started with a lovely (I-can't-believe-it's)-Goodbye dinner for Tori who is moving back to the Best coast to be with her fiance. Tiny person, huge loss. I will miss her terribly. Here she is in my kitchen, for the first, and hopefully not last, time:

I swear the Goog chefs always know when I'm in a fat/hungover mood. Today at lunch proved that Google still thinks (knows?) that the way to their employees hearts is through their stomachs. They served Pasta Breadbowls....a concept I have only ever heard of from Dominos. I must admit that I've been curious about these carb lovers dream bowls before, but could never bring myself to say the words "Yes I'd like a pasta bread bowl" to a human on the phone. Well luckily at Goog, I didn't have to say a thing...just line up with the rest of these soon-to-be-heartburned Goog employees and lift this (at least 1 lb) bowl of regret.....
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