After working long days on Friday, we hunkered down on the couch to watch the opening ceremonies, and then spent Saturday at a brewhouse up in Santa Rosa watching the games with Matt's son Jasper, who was excited that he got to watch the Olympics on one tv and the Giants' game on the other!
On Sunday, we met up with my good friend Tara (we went to college together in New Orleans and both ended up in San Francisco) for a late lunch at Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe, where I cheated massively on my diet by eating this eggs benedict-esque concoction with gouda cheese, mashed avocado, grilled tomato, poached eggs, and hollandaise on an English muffin. Man oh man. Gotta say: it was worth it. And it's always so good to see old friends. Tara and I don't hang out nearly enough, given our proximity. Life is so busy!
Last night we watched swimming and gymnastics as I called and texted with Marianne, the world's biggest Olympic (and Ryan Lochte) fan. This morning, I found this in my inbox, courtesy of Marianne:
American flag grill? Ohhhhhhhh Ryan. Isn't the gold around your neck enough bling?
Did you spend the weekend watching the Olympics? Who's your fave?