As I mentioned in my last post, I threw a little NYE bash at the Shangri-Lounge. I feel my efforts were met with wild success: 2011 was rung in with good friends, hors d’oeuvres, a glitter cannon, dancing, cup-and-ball, list making, fire crackers and bottles and bottles of champagne. New years day hangovers were then soothed with an elaborate pajama-fest filled with pillows, snuggles, snuggies, m&ms and the viewing of 2 cinematic masterpieces: Clue and Inception. Plus, a good luck smorgasbord of black eyed peas, greens and roasted pork loin and potatoes (SO GOOD). Since it was so fun last time I made SOME MORE digital collages of the party pictures my boy Jeffy-Pop took:
Unpictured: A NEW! NYE tradition, The Gherkin Toss. This year the toss was deftly performed by pitcher: Lindsay and catcher (and birthday girl!!), Jessica. Nicely done, ladies, your physical prowess shall be fondly mused upon throughout 2011.
Here’s to you 2011, I’m gonna lick your eyeballs and make you my prom date. Eat your hearts out, y’all,
It’s that time again, squirrels, the death rattles of 2010 are intensifying, inspiring humans everywhere to reminisce upon another year passed. I found 2010 to be pretty even keel, not too whirlwind crazy, not too deathly boring. I did the best job of pretending to be a grown-up to date. It was a year of making commitments to myself and actually keeping a small amount of them. And probably (hopefully?) more personal growth than I realize. Oh, shit you guys! It’s Memory lane; stroll with me, won’t you?
For starters I began this here blog. I cut off my man friend’s enormous dread locks, cooked some amazing foods, bleached my hair with pretty decent success, started caring about art again.
I made a pilgrimage to The House on the Rock, rubbed my Kansas City stench all over Madison, Wisconson and Davenport, Iowa.
I buzzed my own hair into a mohawk, went to some amazing shows, shacked up with my man friend at the Shangri-Lounge, began documenting my style when I felt it was exceptional.
Spent a weekend at the Lake of the Ozarks pushing my body to the limits and exploring ruins and caverns.
2011′s to-do list:
- Travel more
- Be less of a bloody homebody
- Exit my comfort zone at least once a week
- Try a new type of produce a least once a month
- Eat in the ENTIRE month of January
- Read more
- Buy less
- Purge the unneeded
- Redesign this here Fancy Blog
- Put the shoulder to the wheel and take 2011 by the balls
ANYHOW, I’ve got a NYE party to plan, sooooo… See you on the other side and don’t forget to eat your hearts out,
Here I am, sitting at work, wishing there were something good to eat around this godless pit. Sooooo, I’ve decided to reminisce upon my recent foods. You know, good food prepared in the comfort of home, not full of the organ preserving sludge they serve in food courts. It promises to be a feast for the eyes at the very least and food porn at the very most, join me won’t you?
Roasted fall vegetables. I wish my blog had scratch ‘n sniff so you could all know just how good this smelled while it was cooking.
The insides of a Saturday morning omelet. So fresh. So delicious.
Udon noodle soup packed with carrots, mushrooms, spinach, tofu and much, much more!
Nothing says “hey we’re all friends, right?” like getting together, throwing an adorable suckling pig in a fiery pit, barbarically butchering it and eating the result. It was delicious beyond words. In Pork We Trust.
Eat your hearts out,
Last week my man-friend, Thomas and I had some cohorts over to the Shangri-Lounge for drinking, dining and debauchery (what some people refer to as a “potluck”). The theme was middle eastern food and I must say we had quite a spread. See for yourself:
Coconut chicken curry, vegetable curry, basmati rice, garlic na’an, hummus spread cucumbers with yogurt sauce and relish tray (because EVERYONE loves pickles). Bar master James concocted a chai tea, coconut milk, honey and Cutty Sark cocktail that tickled my taste buds in a delightful way.
For the veggie curry I found this really neat basic “curry anything” recipe that lets you create the perfect curry to suit your tastes. Give it a try, mine turned out pretty well if I do say so myself (I put in zucchini, cauliflower and green peas).
After dinner Jeff brought over his hookah and WIDE assortment of flavored tobaccos for the smoking. All in all I totally over indulged in everything, had an amazing time. The day after is a whole other story.
Eat your hearts out,
Greetings babies. I finally installed new fancy memory into my old pal and partner in computing crime, Glenn Coco. The old gal is running at TOP SPEEDS! Very exciting. Soon I will chronicle my adventures in d.i.y. computer repair for your amusement and consideration. But now, onto some very exciting photos from the past few weeks:
One of three adorable fuzz babies I watched a few weeks back, Reggie. He’s a burrower, charmer and blanket spelunker.
Families like to reunite every so often and mine is no exception. The weekend of the 4th of July was dominated by my maternal relatives. Our size is of casual catholic proportions (HUGE) so there was a bevy of food and children and hugging and group photos all culminating in watching fireworks in the pouring rain. Behold the delight:
A jump-shot a day keeps the sads at bay:
I give you: An Afternoon of Vietnamese Food and Shopping
Thats all for now lil’ bubbes, more to come, and don’t forget to eat your heart out,
Sometimes serious, mostly sassy, frequently loud, seldom perky and always fancy.
