This past week my partner (who I am lucky is a great girlfriend too!) and I attended a trauma conference. We are now not only sooo sooo much more smart but an awesome time was had. To start with, check out where we stayed. This particular Embassy Suites is by far my favorite hotel on the mainland (nothing compares to Hawaii, I mean…come on!). I always ask for a room on the top floor so I can look down and look at the water streaming throgh the entire atrium with all of the fishies. I love love love it!
We had decided before the trip that we were going to eat at restaurants that neither of us had ever eaten at before. The first night we ate at the French Cafe. Neither of us ever having authentic French before, it was different for sure. A little pricey but we are glad we went. Probably won’t go again. I ordered these crab cakes for an appetizer and out came these two marshmallow looking things with a lil’ dollop of sauce on the top…looked like boobies. We couldn’t stop laughing. I ordered a steak and asked for it to be well-done, I guess in France this translates to jerky. Mary Jane had crepes which were good but she left hungry. We really liked the purple tree though, that was smack in the middle of the restaurant! Sorry for the quality of the pictures in the post as they are all from our phones. We also noticed towards the end of our meal that we were surrounded by strange company. The only other people in the entire restaurant were all men. VERY werid.
The next night we ate at a restaurant called the Twisted Fork which I am proud to finally refer to it correctly because until now I have been referring to it as the Crooked Fork. Now….this place is the bomb, I tell ya! We decided to eat the weirdest things on the menu so of course our appetizer was fried pickles (duh…what else would it be?!). I had a grilled cheese and fried egg sandwich and MJ had salmon tacos. The atmosphere rocked, animal heads everywhere, couches with pillows covered with cow-hide but also beautiful chandeliers….very cool.
Back to the conference….we DID learn and we are smarter now. I’ll leave you with this. A picture of Bob. I just know that if given the chance he would have survived. I would have saved him!!! Bob, the little piglet that is. Here he is after I successfully inserted a tracheostomy for his airway.
R.I.P. Bob
I was wrong. I thought the bat post was sick, but the last picture on this post is what’s really sick. 🙂
Good thing I’m over my nausea!
(But the meals sounded yummy, boobs and all)
You are too funny. Some of the older docs at the conference said they learned how to put trachs in cats…live ones. They’d bring them in and put them under anesthesia and put the trachs in and then wake them up. Yikes…I don’t think I could do that. But if practicing at Bob the piglet like that helps me to save a little boy like your poppy some day then fine, I’ll do just about anything. =0)