{"id":208,"date":"2005-11-23T10:14:58","date_gmt":"2005-11-23T14:14:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/11\/23\/feeling-fishy\/"},"modified":"2005-11-23T10:14:58","modified_gmt":"2005-11-23T14:14:58","slug":"feeling-fishy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/11\/23\/feeling-fishy\/","title":{"rendered":"Feeling Fishy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a3479'><\/a><\/p>\n<p><P>I&#8217;m not sure what got into me yesterday, but I suspect it was bad fish. On Monday, I ate the fish at the Hark (the law school cafeteria) and then had fish again that evening at Legal Seafood&#8217;s. By Monday night my poor belly was gurgling unpleasantly and yesterday it simply progressed.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>This wasn&#8217;t the usual anxiety\/stress cramps I occasionally get (and which I&#8217;m all too familiar with). These were similar pains as I felt before getting hit with the flu earlier this year. Fortunately, they didn&#8217;t progress as they did that time. But yesterday was a rather unpleasant day. <\/P><br \/>\n<P>However, I didn&#8217;t let it stop me from enjoying a yummy dinner (no fish, thank you) at Upstairs on the Square. This is a fabulously tacky establishment with the most delicious food located in Harvard Square. I mean, how many places can pull of chair backs painted in gold on leopard and&nbsp;zebra&nbsp;skin carpets with a mirrored ceilings, wood paneled fireplaces, purple counters&#8230;and did I mention pink walls? Pure sensory overload (I should have experienced my patchouli and Bubble Yum moment here).<\/P><br \/>\n<P><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/media-cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/snarl\/diningroom.jpg\" height=\"315\" width=\"400\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/media-cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/snarl\/fireplace.jpg\" height=\"359\" width=\"400\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"><\/P><br \/>\n<P><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/media-cyber.law.harvard.edu\/blogs\/static\/snarl\/zebraroom.jpg\" height=\"262\" width=\"400\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\"><\/P><br \/>\n<P>I was in the company of Rich, Ben and Brad so the conversation was constantly flowing and I think we all thoroughly enjoyed ourselves&nbsp; &#8211; despite the fact that we ate so early in the evening. he he<\/P><br \/>\n<P>Today, Rich and I are heading off to the Cape for Thanksgiving once I get out of work. Since he&#8217;s not able to make it out to his family in Chicago, my family is hosting him. However, being white trash, we&#8217;ve informed him that he&#8217;s responsible for making the meal. My Mom (who is doing better since her fall in October) already did all of the grocery shopping. Now it&#8217;s up to Rich to work his kitchen magic and feed me, my parents, my brother, his wife and their two kids! What was he thinking when he accepted the offer? hehe<\/P><br \/>\n<P>Actually,&nbsp;it shouldn&#8217;t be too bad for him. I&nbsp;suspect we&#8217;ll mostly play rummy and watch DVD&#8217;s. It should be fun. I wonder if we&#8217;ll see wild turkeys running around outside like we did a few years ago? Dusty will more surely have a field day.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>&nbsp;<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m not sure what got into me yesterday, but I suspect it was bad fish. 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