Local delicacies and pinterest

So I took the last week off from blogging, which worked out nicely because I took last week off from running too (well, mostly, I ran 13 miles total). Everybody get ready for a long list of reasons why that I'm really just writing to justify it to myself.

Oh, wait, no one cares? Good because I don't either. Let's just say I enjoyed a fabulous week with my family and glorious weekend mornings sleeping in, and move on.

I don't know about you and your family, but when our clan plans a get together, our first and foremost priority is food. We immediately start browsing recipes and brainstorming restaurants and usually eventually come to the realization that carrying out all our plans would require like 19 meals a day, and it would make the "before" reels they play on Biggest Loser look like child's play.

Speaking of child's play, what the hell is going on here? YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE A BABY.

 But we still manage to fit in tons of good food, much improved now that I'm eating meat. As soon as we arrived Sunday, it was time for a fajita bar. The grilled chicken was amazing, but I think the watermelon pico was even better.

One chicken, one beef

Now, I've already made two incredibly decadent desserts for my birthday this year, and making three would just be ludicrous. But my mom wanted to bake me a cake, and I would certainly hope that by 30 years old I've learned to listen to my mom. Besides, for big birthdays one cake per decade seems reasonable.

Malted milk ball cake (sadly we couldn't taste the malt)

Tried my first garbage plate - for any non-Rochester-ites that's a cheeseburger on macaroni salad and home fries (baked beans is the third option). Don't knock it till you try it, it's a local delicacy.

This is only half! I split it with my mom.

Yeah I have a million more food porn pics but I really don't want to come off like one of those lame food bloggers so let's just say I ate lots of good meat, have a good TWSS laugh, and move on. Except for this last one, because I learned to use a new app.

This happened a lot. I can't handle it. I'll limit myself to only two pictures.

Have I mentioned my family is amazing? They got me 30 things I love for 30 as a birthday gift. It was the best. 

I could never choose a favorite gift, because clearly they are all things I love, but the most exciting one was this one.

Fellow upstate NY-ers, please note it's Redcat

Of course, I already knew I was maid of honor, but it was super exciting to make it official. By the way, I'm not a 65 year old spinster librarian, so please don't refer to me as "matron". I got to help my sister do all sorts of wedding dress shopping, and it was awesome. 

As excited as I was to receive this, I must admit that I think I'm equally excited to be good and married off before Pinterest was invented. Get ready kids, I'm about to lay a history lesson on you. 

See, back in my day, if you wanted someone in your wedding party, here's what it sounded like. 

Ring Ring! (That's the sound phones made a long time ago, when they were used primarily for verbal communication, and you would actually have to speak with people, using your voice and everything).

Friend: Hello?

Bride: Hi, how are you, etc, etc, small talk....do you want to be in my wedding?

Friend: Wow, yes, I'd love to!

And that was that. But the bar has been raised, and there's no going back. So things have worked out pretty well for me, because I can benefit from all these adorable Pinterest ideas, but not actually have to ever get crafty and do them myself. Then I can just be like "OMG SO CUTE! Totes wish I had done that for my wedding but gosh darn there were no fake bulletin board sites to guide me back then! If only I had a DeLorean!". 

Thoughts on Pinterest? Had any adorable requests to be in someone's wedding like me?

Do you have a little known local delicacy from your hometown?