No pictures but last night I had what will probably be on of the top 10 meals in my lifetime. Maura and I (along with her brother and his wife) took her parents and their two best friends out to celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary. We picked Grill 23 in Boston which is historically rated as the top steakhouse in Boston and has made other lists like Maxim's top 10 and so on. We started with drinks and fried calamari, moved onto salads where I had the Baby Iceberg (stuffed with bacon and gorgonzola w/ ranch dressing) and for the main course I selected the Kobe cap steak (10oz) which was the best cow I've ever eaten. The table finished things off with caramel profiteroles and chocolate layer cake, both of which were extraordinary. It's the better part of 12hrs since I finished that meal and I still am not hungry. My wallet may never recover either but it was worth it.
It's the power of the group and the flatlands. When we got dropped around mile thirty, we weren't looking so good all alone in a headwind. We were more like 17 mph.
John did great, especially since he's not been riding much.
Mike, we miss you. I know you're a rucksacking monster these days, but hoping you find time to do a little riding soon. Are you still planning on Sebring?