Meet the brewers

First, the important stuff.  You guys!!  I actually wore jeans, a 3/4 top and did my hair all at the same time.  I am so upset I don’t have photographic evidence to prove it. 

Don’t worry, I did have Starbucks so I haven’t totally forgotten who I am.

Anyway, yesterday afternoon Mike & I went to Meet The Brewers in San Jose.  We made sure to enjoy the incredible weather because next week is supposed to be cold and rainy. 

One of the fun things about cruising around with the top down is loudly yelling HA HA in the Simpsons voice when we drive by someone who got pulled over by the po po. We are so mature like that.

I am sure it wouldn’t be as funny if that person was me. 

According to Mike, he met all of the brewers.

I stuck to water and root beer. 

And grilled cheese!!  We have been following the Grilled Cheese Bandits on Facebook for a long time and were pretty excited to finally see their truck.  They easily had the longest line, so we knew they were golden.

His & hers.  They rocked!  I only wish they had pickles.

Because we are so old we went to PF Changs for dinner at 4:55pm.  I wouldn’t lie to you about these things.

Mike said “after a hard day of drinking beer. It’s time for a cocktail!”

My husband always picks the best meals and I get jealous of his choices so I kinda made him pick our dinner.  My only request was noodles. 

He choose double pan fried noodles with shrimp, pepper steak and sesame chicken.  Everything rocked, especially the sesame chicken. 

Then we discovered the white vinegar & chili oil and were really impressed how a little brought out the flavors.  I guess there really is a reason they put them on the table.

Jeans: yay or nay?

Nay.  I’ll tolerate them sometimes but prefer yoga pants and leggings.

Tell me something you do that’s immature!