The Daily Sabs

this evening it was my turn to make dinner, so i went with my favorite standby, potstickers. this time i used ground pork, chives, cilantro, bok choy blossoms, chili peppers, garlic, and ginger. i should've put more bok choy, but had never used it before so i wasn't sure how it would work out. verdict = great.

i am so glad i took today off of work (it technically wasn't a real holiday at sugar, but a "float" one). in addition to getting a lot of pesky chores done (i hadn't been home for anything longer than a sleeping spell since last monday night), i was able to head over to the east bay for a bit of pie tasting. you see, my pal jessi (the award-winning piemaker) is gearing up for the national pie championships and wanted her friends' opinions on a few of her creations. so naturally, randall and i complied. (although i should point out, randall doesn't even like pie.)

there were three creations (all variations of apple-huckleberry) and twelve people. we judged each pie on looks, flavor, creativity, crust, and anything else we could think of. essentially jessi just wanted us to give constructive criticism and metaphorically tear each pie apart.

we did one better than that. as you can see, we literally tore them apart too.

Do not adjust your screens, what you are seeing is real. That is indeed a giant slab of brillat savarin (which is a type of cheese, don't worry we had to ask too) on top of a brownie and accompanied by hazelnuts. And yes, you eat it all at the same time.

We encountered this specimen at tonight's incarnation of mission street foods. And while it sounds weird, it was actually quite interesting and good. Although I wouldn't go as far as to say it was delicious, but that could've been the fault of the mediocre brownie.

However it defintely was the perfect end to a tasty meal. Thanks eric (who was in town today) for giving us a good excuse to eat out.
Ps. I do not fear change, so bring it

Pps. Why didn't anyone tell me that my hair looks like an asian toddler (or is that moe from the three stooges?) when I wear pigtails?

this evening - after stopping to pick up that pesky stick of butter - randall and i whipped up a vat of tomato orange soup. we didn't strain it through cheesecloth, so it looks a bit chunky (after seeing the picture, randall says it looks like baby food, or maybe he said baby barf?), but let me tell you it was downright delicious. don't let the orange scare you either, it's a really nice touch. oh and there weren't any soda crackers involved, that's actually a lyric from a song i used to love in college.

ps. my camera came back all clean, so naturally the first thing i did was pick it up with soup hands. go team.

pps. i have to wait two weeks for a new lost?! whaat?

 

This evening randall wanted to stop by best buy on his way home from work. Originally the plan was to pop in, make the purchase and head home for a delicious and nutritious home cooked meal. However the taco truck in the parking lot was calling our name. Mmm carnitas.

Ps. Happy new year everyone!

this afternoon my pal mary reno wrote the phrase "gazpacho goat cheese." naturally this got me excited and i needed to know what in the world gazpacho goat cheese was. i asked her for a recipe - telling her i'd cry if it was a mistake - and well, sadly it was just a typo (it should have been "gazpacho, goat cheese"). so i here i am trying my best to do what i can. in case you can't tell i'm trying to eat goat cheese and a tomato at the same time. but you know what? it's no gazpacho goat cheese.

ps. i must've gotten up on the broked side of the bed because today was not my day. i'm grumbles, irritated and ever so overs it. oh and i had to move from an awesome seat to an unawesome seat, so that didn't help either. this is also the reason why today's photo is horribly out of focus. i took a few snaps, put the tripod away, uploaded them to the computer and went "oh crap." not caring enough, i quickly followed that by an "oh well." as you can see, this was apparently my hairdo strategy today too.

On our way to mexico for a wedding. Continental ended up being the cheapest option and i am pretty sure this was my first flight with them. The service was pretty nice, nothing amazing but solid (insert pondering question about many flight attendants nearing retirement age here). And I was surprised that they served lunch. Although I wasn't surprised by the quality. It was a microwaved sad cheezeburger. Pretty foul actually. I couldn't eat it all and you all know that I will eat anything. Randall was smart when he said he'd pass.

Ps. We had a layover in houston. The first thing I saw was a fox news channel store. Honest.

Pps. Our next little bus-like plane is having maintenance done on it while we're sitting on the tarmac. Something about pressure, should I be worried?

last night was a pretty amazing food adventure, our meal at manresa took five hours. that's right, five. we arrived at six, and left at eleven. it started with madelines and ended with them as well. you'd think after a five hour meal i wouldn't want to eat again, but here i am the following day planning a wee dinner party. what is wrong with me?

in addition to making dinner I decided to whip up a batch of snickerdoodles. i usually only make chocolate chip cookies, but thought i'd branch out and try something new. besides, the cinnamon seemed fall-festive, and although the weather has been pretty nice, it's hard to ignore the season when it's completely dark by 6pm.

oh and for the record, i hate it when we lose daylight savings.