Relaxation, Bowling and Free Stuff

Every now and then people need to take a break from going out all the time and chill at home. I took one of those breaks this weekend. Instead of bar hopping or dining out, we relaxed on the comfort of our couches drinking wine and watching movies. The only time we ventured out was to go bowling.

Friday night was extremely low-key, just lots of sleep.

After an errand-filled Saturday morning, we decided to go bowling later in the afternoon at Jillian’s. I hadn’t bowled in couple of years and my impressive 99 in the first game showed it. I did follow it up with a respectable 158. Not too shabby. We actually wanted to bowl another game or two, but we opted to leave for a couple of reasons.

First, it was hot in there. They needed to crank up the AC a little more.

Second, the family bowling next to us was obnoxious. It looked like a nice family outing. There were about 10 people bowling on the lane. A little much, however they appeared to be managing the situation nicely. This quickly changed when they began celebrating their gutters, spares and strikes in our lane and loitering in our area between their shots. There was plenty of space to gather in their own lane, but for some reason they insisted on venturing into our area. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for family fun, but this group needed to brush up on their manners and bowling etiquette. It wasn’t worth the hassle to keep them out of our space, so we packed it up.

After two quick games, we headed back to Midtown for dinner. We were thinking about heading to En Tour, but we changed our minds and decided to fire up the old charcoal grill. New York strips, potatoes, asparagus and wine would be on the menu this night. The food was good and the wine complimented it very well.

Quickly on the wine, we had a 2003 Concha y Toro Marques de Casa Concha Cabernet Sauvignon (Puente Alto). An underrated wine, it was solid with blackberry and cherry flavors with notes of vanilla and chocolate with a long finish. At $16-$20, it’s definitely worth the price.

Sunday wasn’t much different from the previous two days, yet I was still exhausted on Monday morning. How does that work?

Starting tomorrow, the first one million people to try on a pair of American Eagle jeans will get a pass for admission to a AMC theater. To quote NL: “Yeah, too bad there aren’t any AMC theaters here…and too bad their jeans are so incredibly low riding that half my crack sticks out. The underwear above the jeans, prison-style look isn’t really for me. Or any one else for that matter.”

Indeed.