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Shrimp berl

I walked into the house this evening to find my husband at the top of the stairs with a look of panic on his face. “I tried to call you. I swear, I tried to call you.”

“It’s okay. You didn’t need to peel the onions or the garlic.”

Some couples finish each other’s sentences; we just process how badly the other has screwed up. It works for us.

See, I’d asked him to put a pot of water to boil with a couple of onions, a head of garlic, and a bag of Zatarain’s Crab Boil in preparation for our shrimp boil this evening. Specifically, I asked:

And around 7pm, can you fill the big silver pot (kept under the sink) about 3/4 with water and put a Zatarain’s bag in there to boil? Once the water starts boiling, add some salt, the onions and garlic to the pot. It needs to infuse the water before we begin our seafood boil!

Pretty clear, right? I know him well enough at this point to spell out everything when it comes to cooking, so I thought the lack of cutting/chopping direction would be enough. Sigh. Anyway, he […]

Forcing forsythia, day nine

Visions of cheddar

So it isn’t exactly the royal wedding, but if you happen to be awake around 5am EDT tomorrow, check out the excitement at CheddarVision. The resident expert cheesemaker will “pull out a core of cheese and sniff and taste it to check if it is maturing properly.”

I’m all a-tingle!

Rudy gives me warm fuzzies in comparison

I would rather have a clean government than one where quote First Amendment rights are being respected, that has become corrupt. If I had my choice, I’d rather have the clean government.
– John McCain

The prospect of a McCain presidency is pretty chilling. It’s remarkable more people don’t see him for what he is. At least Matt Welch does.

The humble lentil

I love to cook. Really, I do. But sometimes when I get home from work I just can’t stand the thought of it. Unfortunately, that leaves me with only two choices: Call Luigi’s for a pie (which we did Monday night) or suck it up and cook something anyway (which I did last night). Sucking it up can be as easy as eggs and toast or I can actually produce something from the pantry, albeit something simple.

Enter the lentil. It’s hard to go wrong with lentils. They’re great for you, cook quickly, and pair well with lots of flavors, as they live somewere between tofu and wild rice on the “blank slate” continuum. The Young Ones connotations aside, they make for a perfectly fine meal.

I opted for a really easy preparation last night. While the lentils (green ones, this time) were simmering in about two inches of water, I cooked a few strips of bacon using the easiest method ever: Place bacon slices on a rimmed baking sheet and put into a cold oven. Heat the oven to 425 degrees, and the bacon is ready! (Seriously. No mess, no fuss, no hot grease […]

Is it douchebaggery or douchebaggetry?

I never can remember.

via Thrillist 

Forcing forsythia, day eight

Back off, ladies. He’s all mine.

The Official MI Husband bought me a couple of presents today:

Am I the luckiest girl in the world, or what?

The British Invasion

When I landed in New York and started going through the grueling process of finding not just an apartment, but roommates, I really started to re-evaluate my decision to move halfway across the country for what boiled down to finding some kind of social life in my 30s. Now, of course, I don’t regret it at all, but things were looking bleak there for a few months.

Then I met my favorite Brits. Kate & Carl sort of knew each other through a friend back in London, but we all found each other on Craig’s List, met for a drink, and hit it off immediately. They’d moved across the pond for reasons similar to my own (I suppose that’s true that “When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life,” but Mr. Johnson hadn’t been to modern-day New York). Kate and I discovered we had a great degree of overlap in our cd collection, an aversion to too-tidy apartments, and a longstanding dislike of girly girls. Carl had a terrific, dry sense of humor and was a fellow ginger, so how could I go wrong?

Short answer: I couldn’t. We shared a converted apartment for about […]

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