Spend your weekend eating out

Weekends should exist solely for the purpose of eating as much food as possible and then lying around comatose talking about how you’re never going to eat again.

I ate an insane amount of food last weekend, and I don’t regret a single bite. Except maybe those mozzarella sticks from UniMini at 3 a.m on Saturday night.

I started off the weekend right by going to Buffalo Wild Wings in White Marsh on Friday night. There was a special on triple threat nachos, which consisted of honey BBQ pulled pork, chicken with blue cheese and traditional tacos. Since we were at a wing place, we had to order wings, so I also ate six honey BBQ wings.

The guy I was with told me that he didn’t know that girls liked to eat that much.

Amateur.

Approximately two hours later, I was on my couch, with Gilmore Girls DVDs, bagel bites, Swedish fish, jelly beans, trail mix, cookies, chocolate pretzels and gummy bears in front of me. My friend and I ate almost everything before we started watching the show, although we did have enough time to concoct a Lorelai-esque story about why the gummy bears and the Swedish fish were in an argument.

On Saturday, I went to The Gathering in Hampden, which is a food truck fair.

The first thing I saw when I walked in was a gourmet grilled cheese truck, which I couldn’t resist. My sandwich consisted of cheddar cheese and mac ‘n cheese on sourdough bread. It was the best decision I ever made.

In fact, I am never going to be able to eat a grilled cheese sandwich again without wondering where the mac ‘n cheese is.

After we finished our sandwiches, we got in line for cupcakes at the IcedGems truck. We had to wait for 20 minutes, however, because some random foodie TV show was filming. The host of the show wanted to buy the last cupcake, but since he couldn’t do that and film during the daylight, we had to stand in line and pretend that we were disappointed that there were no cupcakes left.

For some reason, they had to film a second take because it is so hard to eat a cupcake while someone is filming you. The host even flaunted the fact that he got the “last cupcake” by asking us if we wanted to smell it.

Um, no thank you.

We finally got our cupcakes after they filmed us “walking away.”

At some point during the afternoon, we were looking for the Miss Shirley’s truck, which is when we found out that my roommate hadn’t heard of  the fabulous brunch place. This meant that on Sunday we had to go there for brunch.

We all shared their famous monkey bread, and I got a ridiculously tall egg tower and a fresh-squeezed strawberry lemonade.

After this weekend of excessive  food, I probably should have taken at least one day off from going out to eat, but that didn’t stop me from heading out  to Chipotle on Monday night.