Atlanta Weekends

This is what happens on a weekend with no previous plans.

A Friday night vodka tasting party with a couple dozen vodka varieties including PB&J, cake, cookie dough, pear, watermelon, gummy bear, whipped cream and more. A Saturday at 43 degrees spent in the pool, trying not to combust. Italian dinner at the restaurant run by Pisani with northern accents but a very good schiacciatina, followed by drinks at the bar patio with live music. More Sunday morning pool time. A horrible defeat in the Euro2012 final, watched at the pub with chicken wings and tears. Back to the pool to drown sorrows and said tears. And a pizza dinner to honour our country's great exports (note: the rest of our game-watching-gang went to a Spanish restaurant for the above-mentioned drowning. How very wrong). And, yes, 9PM grocery shopping on a Sunday, just because we can.