Thanks for stopping by! I'm Cori and I'm happy you've found your way here. If you're wondering why my blog is called "Let's Eat Grandpa," it's an old grammar joke: Let's eat, grandpa! Let's eat grandpa! (Punctuation saves lives.) 
Last weekend I headed to Baltimore for a much-needed mini vacation! Many bloggers can attest to the fact that some of their best friends came out of their time blogging, and I’m no different. Waiting for me in Baltimore were my blogger friends Kelly, Janie (and Janie’s lovely daughter Tori), and Steph (from Chattanooga), as well as one of my best friends from grad school in Boston, Julia (who now lives in Baltimore and is friends will all of my blogging friends as well). Oh! And Janie’s husband Steve, who used to blog, but doesn’t anymore. How is it possible that I love all these people I met over the internet so much? It sounds creepy. It’s really not.
It was a fabulous time. I hate all the states in the middle for getting in the way of me visiting the East Coast more often. Away with you, Nebraska!
Here is what we did:
Friday: Janie and Tori picked me up at the airport after two very eventful flights (which I will blog about later. There was yelling.). We met up with Kelly and Steph for Brunch of Champions #1 at Miss Shirley’s. I had French toast. Then I took a looong nap at Kelly’s (during which I woke up for three minutes, scared the hell out of everyone watching a scary movie in the living room, and went back to sleep. Muahaha.). Julia joined us for delicious dinner and a mango margarita at Holy Frijoles (home of the hipsters), then a TV station tour, where we were all nicely lit (in a soft-lighting sense, not in a marijuana sense) for this photo:
Vox News Team: Kelly, Steph, Me, Julia, and Janie
Saturday: Julia was kind enough to get me a guest pass to her gym, so I cranked out three miles on the treadmill (go me!). Then it was snowing. Snowing! On my flight back, I was told “It ain’t snowed this far south this early since the Civil War!” Why thank you, General Lee! After the gym was Brunch of Champions #2 at Miss Shirley’s. I had a veggie omelet and sweet potato fries. That evening was our fabulous little Halloween party, where we watched Bridesmaids, drank Julia’s fantastic margaritas, ate enough candy to kill a small pony, and visited with some new friends (Philip and Kate).
Sunday: Guess what? Brunch! We switched things up for Brunch of Champions #3 and went to Golden West. Philip and Paul joined us and we ate All The Things! I had a wild mushroom omelet. Then Julia and I split off from the group and headed into DC to the Spy Museum. It had the KJB! Shoe phones! Umbrella guns! AND NINJAS! I loved it and could have spent the entire day there. On our way back to our car, this nice girl in a wheelchair stopped us. Poor girl couldn’t find her car! So instead of going to the Capitol Mall, we wandered around for an hour trying to find this mysterious parking garage with few facts to go on. Finally, we found it. And then we made an old security guard nearly cry because he didn’t know nice people like us still existed. Dinner was at Yama Sushi and was super tasty (I had yaki soba because sushi is yucky). This is where I finally got to meet Steve. Ask him and Janie how they met. It’s a hoot. I spent my last few hours with Julia watching Project Runway, which was our favorite show in grad school. Ah, I miss the olden days.
[Wordpress is not allowing me to post the awesome photo of all of us at Yama Sushi. BAD WORDPRESS.]
Monday: At least I thought that was my last few hours with Julia. First, though, we sat in the car together for almost an hour trying to get to Kelly’s, which was a whole mile and a half away. Turns out, something important burned down in between their houses, and it was impossible to get anywhere. I said goodbye (Julia had to work…whatever!) and Kelly, Steph, and I headed to…brunch! Brunch of Champions #4 was at Miss Shirley’s again. I couldn’t have any more breakfast food, so I had three slider sandwiches — crab cake, pulled pork, and fried chicken, and some more of those divine sweet potato fries. Oh my yummy goodness. Then we hit the post office because Kelly loaded us up with books to media mail home to ourselves. I can’t wait to get those 10 books in the mail! Then it was off to the airport, because Baltimore is far away from Sacramento and I had to get back for real life to start on Tuesday morning. The flights were much less eventful on the way home (though I did push a Xanax on a guy who I thought might barf-out-of-fear on me).
Friends! Oh, I miss you all already. You should come here when it is the dead of winter in Baltimore and Chattanooga. It’s only a bit damp and chilly here, and I can guarantee no snow. And I’ll take you to the Fox & Goose pub — best brunch in Sacramento!
