Woke up in a bit of a fog this morning after a lovely dinner at Vinology followed by an exceptionally too large bourbon at Babs’ with Holly, in town from Chicago for a conference.  As much as I love bourbon, it is clearly not my friend, and I spent most of the morning looking forward to the first outing on the A2 nacho tour.

I wasn’t around when someone first floated the idea of a nacho tour, but I have jumped on that bandwagon like nobody’s business.  Today we hit Arbor Brewing Company and The Arena, where we had two very different plates of nachos split five ways.  The first – blackened chicken – weren’t all that warm and didn’t taste all that blackened, though they had a good ratio of cheese to chips.  The second – vegetarian, with extra salsa – earned points for including a big scoop of guacamole, but lost some because the cheese wasn’t fully melted.  We also found a few bonus fries hidden in the nachos – not sure if that’s a good thing?

Regardless, a splendid time was had by all, and after two shared plates of nachos and two rounds of beer, all hopes of Sunday afternoon productivity went out the window – which was just fine by me.