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Tonight, we the odds were stacked in our favor.

I went to dinner club at a friend's apartment and we cooked up a storm.

So, the way it works, is that someone sets a theme (it usually has something to do with fancy food) and then everyone brings a dish to that theme. Then, there's voting. The person who makes the best dish wins this crazy aluminum foil gladiator-esque belt. The belt gets passed around to all the dinner club winners.

So, my friend and I are ambitious chefs. Or, she is at least. And I'm just inspired. I am most definitely content with simplicity (I've recently perfected the best caprese open face sandwich with fresh basil, mozzarella, tomato, cucumber and a splash of balsamic), but if there's fancy-pants to be had, I'm always game. And she is definitely fancy-pants.

Anyway, we made a lot of food. Everyone brought one dish, but the two of us together brought five. And it was all amazing. I left before the voting actually took place (it was getting kinda late and I wanted to catch the bus), but there was murmur that we should get the prize just for the fact that we made a good third of what was out there. I didn't like that though. If I'm gonna win, I want to win fair and square.

In case you're wondering, this was the menu:

Suppli with a little mozzarella surprise
Stuffed mushroom caps
Lettuce boats with marinated pork
Fresh baked herb bread

Stew
Pesto pasta salad with kalamata olives and broccoli
Spinach and bacon quiches

Creme brulee
Apple souflee
Ginger ice cream
Pumpkin Pie
Cafe parfait with caramel and chocolate topping
Three chocolate bread
Chocolate Fudge

Needless to say, I'm really full. It's not so much full though that I ate too much. It's full on sugar. And, I think that's the worst feeling in the world (well, maybe not the worst). Yuck. So, I went to catch the bus and it didn't come so I called the police guys to see if the bus was running. It wasn't running till midnight and it was only 11:30, so I requested umbrella coverage. I had to wait on the corner for a few minutes for the cop to come and then he actually made me walk home which was disappointing. But, not really. It felt great to walk after all that food. And, I got to have a great phone conversation while I was walking. It took me 25 minutes to get home.

So now, I'm ready for bed. I'm excited to brush my teeth, most of all. I love the feeling of freshly brushed teeth and the taste of toothpaste. Plus, I have scope toothpaste, and I'm a big fan.