Thursday, June 18, 2009

Farmer Joe


What you're seeing there is the biggest, most sumptuous head of butter leaf lettuce to ever grace my table. Farmer Joe pulled this little beauty out of our very own garden tonight. It's been a long time since I grew anything that was actually edible. I'm a real hit or miss gardener. But Joe, on the other hand, managed to transform a puny little seedling into this enormous bunch of delicate greens with seemingly very little effort.   What happened next was even more amazing.

mmmmmmmmmmmm.

Josh and Jane: If you're reading this, you better believe we'll be eating one of these when you arrive.  Assuming those damn worms don't eat it first. See you soon?

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Some pretty unusual stuff

It must be the beginning of summer break or something, because I'm seeing some pretty unusual stuff on my blogroll:

Open Face Sandwiches
: updated 5 weeks ago
breakfast for dinner: updated 3 weeks ago
Deuce-Love: updated 2 weeks ago
Dip In Your Hip: updated 3 months ago

Where is everyone?! I'm putting you all to shame and all I can think to write about is cocktails! Your absence in the blogosphere is disturbing, and I want you back. Period.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Let's call it GingerBon

Remember how I promised to reward your unabashed flattering with a shower of margaritas and cupcakes? Some of you have yet to redeem that offer--which is silly, because I make really delicious margaritas. But for those of you who have, and you know who you are, I have exciting news: I discovered the drink thats going to get us through the summer. 

What I mean is I found the drink that will make us feel like the lithe, sun-kissed heroines of a Hemingway novel--when we're actually sitting in our underpants in front of the wind machine. 

There are surely many interpretations of the drink I'm about to offer you, but I haven't taken the time to read through them all.  In fact, I don't even have an actual recipe. All I have is my assuredness that I want to drink this all summer. I discovered this fabulous concoction at a Portland pub called The Bye and Bye on 10th and Alberta. They also have an amazing vegan menu that served me up with one very tasty chili dog. I recommend checking it out. Unless you're Mike Wilson. In which case I recommend going to Zach's Shack immediately.  

Let's Call It GingerBon
You need:
One big glass
A lot of ice
Bourbon
Very spicy Ginger Beer. And don't you even try to replace it with Ginger Ale. 
A lemon

What you need to do:
Fill your big glass with lots of ice
Fill your glass half full with bourbon
Top it off with ginger beer
Squeeze a bunch of lemon in there until it tastes good

I suspect this is the type of drink that doesn't want to get over complicated. 

And as long as we're on the subject of amazing beverages, let me tell you about a drink that was even tastier than the one I just mentioned above, but which utterly perplexes me.  I went to Porque No? the other day and had a Cucumber Coconut Margarita. It was a bright melon green color and it was hands down the most refreshing beverage I've ever tasted. If you think you can guess how it was made please come to my house as soon as possible. Or, if you are Porque No? and you're reading this on your google alerts, please walk across the street and introduce yourself. I work at The ReBuilding Center. 



Monday, June 1, 2009

The fabulous fruits

It's been a month since we moved and I can't believe it. Unfortunately for you, its easier to believe, because that's all I talk about over here.  My apologies. It will all be over soon.

I've begun a tradition of taking photographs of my new place each time I move. Its fun for people far away to see, but perhaps I also do it because it makes it feel final.  Its easy when you move to find "temporary" homes for things that soon become permanent. Taking photos gives me some incentive to march on! to tackle that enormous pile of wayward shoes! to make a shower curtain damnit!

So that's what I've been doing these past 4 weeks.  Swearing at my shower curtain.

But tonight you can all bear witness to the fabulous fruits of my labor. And I swear to you right now--if you tell me how nice it looks, I will shower you with cupcakes and margaritas.