Dear God, What Have I Done?

Oh, my freakin' head.

After all my dumb-ass bravado yesterday, despite the ridiculous amount I drank, I kept everything down and proceeded to pass out at 4:30am... then woke up in hell. Oh, my god.

I don't get hungover often, and I don't get much more than "mildly" drunk most of the time, so this just hurt. I guess I had to have had four or five glasses of wine, followed by splitting a "fishbowl" drink with two friends that was heavy on the Southern Comfort, followed by Turkish coffee with a shot of cognac on the side, followed by three or four beers when we jetted to a proper pub.

Oh, my god. What was I thinking? Most of us had never been THAT drunk at the annual party, but wow. Yeah. Good times.

Mini-review:

The Afghan Horseman is easily one of my favourite "date" restaurants in town. You sit on the floor, which allows you to get cozy and comfy with all the pillows. The service is attentive, friendly, and patient, so you can lounge there for two or three hours, if you want to keep eating and drinking and talking. In the past, it's been nominated as one of the most romantic restaurants in Vancouver.

The food is terrific. The thing about Africa and the Middle East is that they share a lot of foods throughout the region. Afghan food served at the Horseman includes things like sambosas, which are like their Indian cousin, the samosa, but seasoned with things like cinnamon instead of curry. Their fried potatoes are just incredible. No one makes anything like it. A potato chip-thin slice of potato is battered in their seasoned batter, then, deep fried. The rice has cinnamon and other savoury seasonings. Their kebabs are tender and delicious. Everything they make there is just to die for, from their tasty hummous right up to their homemade wholewheat pita served hot from the oven. The prices are reasonable,

The website's a little out of date with pictures being of the old location, but the new place is a little ritzier but very similar and nice. Their website's here.