The last two days have been so unbelievably wonderful that I don’t even know where to begin. As I have mentioned, oh a million times, my boyfriend is a chef. The last few days he has had some chefly type events to attend, and we have had such a wonderful time together.

First was the dinner at the Westin Hotel on Monday night. The Menus were the live performance. I am not much of a Menus fan, but they were very good. We got dressed up and made it downtown as the sun was setting. The party was going pretty strong when we got there. Two too many glasses of wine later we headed home.

Yesterday was the big shin-dig and the part I was looking the most forward to. One of his largest purveryors was having a food show at the convention center. I wasn’t really sure what I was expecting, but it was way beyond what I thought it would be. There were beautifully decorated booths as far as the eye could see. Oh, the best part? There were samples. Large samples. At.every.stinkin.booth. By the time we got ready to leave, I was actually tired of eating. I ate one of everything under the sun. Twice.

Apparently one thing I should not have eaten was the Lobster. And the lobster bisque and the crab and lobster stuffed tilapia. Seems I am a tad bit allergic to lobster. And by tad bit, I mean I am now covered head to toe in big red blotchy and very itchy hives. My throat feels a little like it is closing up and I look like this:

Ok, I took pictures and even uploaded them until I realized I was about to post nasty hive pictures of myself. On the internet. So I didn’t. But believe me. It is ugly and itchy and red and blotchy and itchy. and itchy. Did I mention they itch?

So now I know what not to eat at the next food show. And by the next food show, I mean every food show he is invited to from now until the end of time. There is something so right about all that free food under one roof.