Superb Sunday

In a bid not to spend the day sat around waiting for the Super Bowl, Rich and I headed out at lunchtime for yet another delicious roast at The Wolf. Honestly, if they weren't a bit on the expensive side, I'd go there every Sunday. From there we popped to The Electric for The Apartment, a movie neither Rich nor I had seen before, despite it being a classic from 1960. I absolutely loved it; Jack Lemmon is truly fantastic in it! Soon enough it was Super Bowl time, and as is tradition now we hit The Gosta for football and a truly inordinate amount of chicken wings. Wingmaggedon, baby!