Memorial Day weekend was a flurry of activity, new acquaintances, and sad goodbyes. It started unofficially on Thursday night the 26th at Darcy’s going away party. There were darts. Darcy dominated them:
note: Darcy was aiming for the 17.
I also met Darcy’s whole foods friend: Michelle and her husband Noah. They are hilarious. Noah is crushingly expert at darts.
Friday the epic adventures continued as Vivienne publicly defended her thesis. She did a great job. I now know more about VEGF’s role in capillary synthesis and propagation than I would care to admit. We celebrated briefly with cake and then BAM. Back to Darcy’s for painting followed by an extreme night Karaoke.
Lord Almighty. It really was the single most exciting night of Karaoke ever to go down. While it started out light with very few attendees, the party quickly picked up upon the arrival of an amazing table of twenty somethings. The highlight might have been their performance of Chris Brown’s No Air. The Karaoke display started malfunctioning mid-song, so the male singer ad-libbed the entire performance while the female singer danced and sang artistic vocal stylings. Other highlights: I did well with Gnarls Barkley’s Crazy, and Darcy owned Michael Jackson’s PYT. I ended up getting contact information for a representative at the fun table as well as for Darcy’s friends Becca and Keara. Future Karaoke events are pending.
Saturday started with a haircut, coffee with Jen, and a wealth of moving with Darcy followed by a feast of unparalleled proportions at Viv’s. I’m fairly sure that every MikeDiDonato.com reader is aware that Vivienne is the best cook ever. Well. Her dad is even better. He’s a chef, and they worked together on this extravaganza. AND (you’d better sit down, this is huge) I was honored on Saturday by being asked to assist with the grill.
Can you appreciate the significance here? Vivienne and her Dad, the chefs of chefs, asking for my assistance with grilling?
What was on the menu you ask? Viv and Viv’s Dad only served extremely delicious foods at this event. Chicken Wings, Dumplings, Corn, Steaks, Ribs, Spring Rolls, Scallion Pancakes, Tomato Pie, THE Chocolate Cake…. it was like some sort of food Nirvana.
Sunday? More packing for Darcy and some furniture assembly for Vivienne. I was so crazily productive, I think I might… I just might… have reached Dad D levels of ambition – even if just for a moment.
Monday? A farewell BBQ for roommate Nick. Nick’s been with the House of Rock for about six months now and has made quite the impact. He has finally secured a job up near Boston so we bid him adieu on Monday with a BBQ. A bunch of people showed up. We ate more food. We played stupid games. Classic good times.
It was great to meet so many new people last weekend, but it’s sad to see Darcy and Nick leave our company – such awesome friends.
Best of luck Darce and Nick. You guys will be missed!!
I see no mention of the scallops. THE SCALLOPS. MMMMGMDSHGgfhdjghfggfgghh.
(That last part is a food coma, but all spelled out.)
Also, I love those two pictures. A lot.
I wear my Breakfast Squad shirt every Sunday. Stephen is entranced by the Pancaked head Warhog Warriors against hunger!
I was there for 9 months!
And I miss it!
But the job is SWEEEEEEEEET. And I certainly spend a lot more time there than I did at the HOR, so you know, priorities.
Will have to come visit soon.