It's been a LONG while. So much has happened - had an awesome job offer that fell through. Hopes lifted by guys, only to be dashed. Creepy neighbor truly over-stepping boundaries. And money still an issue. I will get my ducks in a row, though, and start posting on a more regular schedule again. I swear!
till then . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
HS Reunion, part two
Ok. I had intended to finish this the next night, but it's been about a week. So, I ended up taking my HS friend. SOOOO many people showed up!!! And, quite a few had brought their own liquor - good thing because there was only beer and wine there. And I had my own, too. I spent most of my night outside with a bunch of the partiers. The two hottest guys showed up, still hot as ever! After it was all over, a bunch of us wanted to go out and continue, so, ultimately J1, J2, P, Y, Ch, and St all end up at BW3's, along with Da and Pa. P - hottest guy in school - single! Or, more to the point, recently separated from his wife. J1 and J2 end up giving me a ride home, with J1 dropping J2 off at his house and J1 taking me to mine. Up for another drink, lots of talk. Finally to sleep. Up early to go back and get my car.
Lots of posting of FB, Friend requests, and another friend from HS, who was there, and I thought divorced, IM'd me. We flirt a bit online. I had made plans already to go out with P and catch up on tuesday, and then I made plans with D to go out friday.
Tues: I meet up with P, not at my usual haunt, and we have a blast talking, catching up. He's doing ok with the recent separation, talking to the lawyer, et alia. Then, we headed to my usual haunt for a few more. He followed me home - nothing more than a kiss. R met him, and was really nice to him.
My plans to go out with Ju to bike night, and have a girl's night, fell through. But thursday night, I get a text from her about BW3's. I suggest my haunt ~ karaoke. She invites P. The three of us have a blast!! Pics to my sis all night long. Then back to my place - more fun on the porch, catching up, talking - drinking. All of us had to be at work kinda early on friday, and we were all tired, but good.
Then friday night - after work, D picks me up and to my haunt for the band. We had a blast. He is married, though, but not very satisfied. Talked at my place afterwards for quite a few more hours. Very tired on saturday at work! But thankfully, didn't have to be there until one pm.
And I had heard from the other retail place: my background check went through!!! I got the job!!!!!!!! So I had told my boss the news friday morning. I texted EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Huge fire at work on sunday - a supervisor picking on one of my associates, so she came back to my place and we drank and chilled (and picked up her beau and brought him back to my place) all night! Since I had to be at work at 4:30am, I just stayed up, and crashed when I got home. That eveing, P stopped by, and we talked for a couple of hours, and then he went home. :+((
But, on tuesday, he came over again. We had had a very deep talk on Monday night about things. And after talking a little bit on tuesday, he asked to go upstairs. I'm going to have to be very careful - he's not ready, and in many ways, I'm not, either. I am trying to take my time and search and explore options so I don't jump in and get devastated again. But everybody needs to feel wanted and appreciated, touched and held.
I have plans to see karaoke S on saturday. And though I should definately write off the original J, I think there's more to it than I know: his eyes would brighten. But . . . .
So, I am going to continue going on, the single vegan. And once I start this new job, I'll be able to afford the groceries again!!!! Though, I made some plain-ish rice in a peanut sauce that I really want to do again, and write the recipe down. So . . . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Lots of posting of FB, Friend requests, and another friend from HS, who was there, and I thought divorced, IM'd me. We flirt a bit online. I had made plans already to go out with P and catch up on tuesday, and then I made plans with D to go out friday.
Tues: I meet up with P, not at my usual haunt, and we have a blast talking, catching up. He's doing ok with the recent separation, talking to the lawyer, et alia. Then, we headed to my usual haunt for a few more. He followed me home - nothing more than a kiss. R met him, and was really nice to him.
My plans to go out with Ju to bike night, and have a girl's night, fell through. But thursday night, I get a text from her about BW3's. I suggest my haunt ~ karaoke. She invites P. The three of us have a blast!! Pics to my sis all night long. Then back to my place - more fun on the porch, catching up, talking - drinking. All of us had to be at work kinda early on friday, and we were all tired, but good.
Then friday night - after work, D picks me up and to my haunt for the band. We had a blast. He is married, though, but not very satisfied. Talked at my place afterwards for quite a few more hours. Very tired on saturday at work! But thankfully, didn't have to be there until one pm.
And I had heard from the other retail place: my background check went through!!! I got the job!!!!!!!! So I had told my boss the news friday morning. I texted EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Huge fire at work on sunday - a supervisor picking on one of my associates, so she came back to my place and we drank and chilled (and picked up her beau and brought him back to my place) all night! Since I had to be at work at 4:30am, I just stayed up, and crashed when I got home. That eveing, P stopped by, and we talked for a couple of hours, and then he went home. :+((
But, on tuesday, he came over again. We had had a very deep talk on Monday night about things. And after talking a little bit on tuesday, he asked to go upstairs. I'm going to have to be very careful - he's not ready, and in many ways, I'm not, either. I am trying to take my time and search and explore options so I don't jump in and get devastated again. But everybody needs to feel wanted and appreciated, touched and held.
I have plans to see karaoke S on saturday. And though I should definately write off the original J, I think there's more to it than I know: his eyes would brighten. But . . . .
So, I am going to continue going on, the single vegan. And once I start this new job, I'll be able to afford the groceries again!!!! Though, I made some plain-ish rice in a peanut sauce that I really want to do again, and write the recipe down. So . . . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Sunday, August 15, 2010
HS Reunion, part one
Ok. No word from Gl lately, but he's been having a hard time of it since his mom passed away. Ended up not hearing from J for almost a week, but i finally did. Saw T almost every night doing his karaoke show. On friday, (Jul 30th) nite, T wanted me to come out to a karaoke bar across the river, but R & S didn't want to wait fro me - I had to close. So, I get home around 9:30pm, and plan on staying in, but my next door neighbor was drunk, and acting like he was going to knock on my door, so headed out to the tavern to meet up with G. Was there for barely one drink, and T called, saying they were coming back to town to go to another karaoke bar, Daddio's, so I head over there. I need to blow off steam - there were some health issues with my gramma earlier in the week. I had tried to text J, but he never texted back. I had my second interview at the other retail company. So, R,S, T&A, and I all closed Daddio's. The plan was to have T follow R home, but R skedaddled, so T ended up at my place. More drinking. Made some veggies and rice. Still up at 10am! Crashed - woke up at 6p to A texting me about coming over and a pit fire and a few other friends. Headed over there. Kept trying to text J - nothing. Finally home and in bed by around 2am. I slept on the couch off and on all day sunday! T came over on tuesday, before his karaoke stint, and we just goofed off with music : it was a lot of fun.
Finally, I hear from J. I had asked him the last time I saw him if he would take me to my 20th HS reunion, and he had said yes. He had texted me on thursday (aug 5th) asking if I wanted to go on a bike ride to Bristol with him that weekend - I couldn't since it was Tax Free, an all-hands on deck weekend. But, he stopped by work that night, and we ended up walking around the store and talking for about half an hour! And I confirmed that he would take me to my reunion.
So, I'm off at 5pm that friday. I meet up with my folks to see some local artists I know having a show of horse paintings. Home around 6:30, try texting J. G texts me around 8 that he's up at the tavern - I know they're taking off around 10pm that night. So, I finish making dinner - pasta in a cream sauce, brought some up to the tavern for G and sat down. J wasstanding right behind her. He came over and we talked a bit. He said, "I was going to stop by before we left." But, really nice kiss before he took off, and then I went home and was in bed by 11, since I had to be at work at 6am.
Saturday: Off at 3pm. Home. Chilling out. S'posed to go to this party that T was DJ'ing at. I show up there at 7ish. He's drunk. He presummed he was going to spend the night at my place - we had never talked about that - kept trying to grab me in bear hugs. The night did not go well. He kept saying, "Don't worry about me, I'll just drive my car off a bridge on the way home." When the party was done at 10, I headed out, and I would have forgiven him his behavior, but then he started texting me. I headed to the tavern and blew off some steam with G. I showed her the texts as they came in - very passive aggressive. And insulting. Aftern the Tavern closed, went to Bubba's with Ri, had a blast playing pool and chit-chating. Saw J's friend C there. Home around 3am. When I woke up sunday morning - there was an email waiting for me from T - more of the same. So, I didn't contact him after that.
J had said he'd be back on sunday, and that he'd be at my place waiting for me when I got off work : extended hours. Home around 9:30. No J. Stayed home monday night and tuesday night. No response from J to my texts. A friend from HS was in town, so I picked him up on wednsday after work and took him to the tavern. T texted that he was glad to see me out. And he seemed a bit better. My HS friend had a good time - it was so good to see him relax; but he's going through some marital problems right now. And I went to karaoke at the tavern on thursday night. Again, T was being pretty well-behaved.
Friday off - three day weekend for my reunion. I had asked my HS friend to consider going to the reunion with me, but he initially declined. So, I was going to behave friday night, but out at the tavern again. Listened to he band. Watched the redskins game!!!! Home around midnight. Up at 7ish to go and get my hair cut at 8am!
Still no word from J. But, I had a couple of back ups at this last-minute moment. I'm going to stop here - I'm still tired. And then the next post with cover the reunion! A few more guys in the mix now!!!
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Finally, I hear from J. I had asked him the last time I saw him if he would take me to my 20th HS reunion, and he had said yes. He had texted me on thursday (aug 5th) asking if I wanted to go on a bike ride to Bristol with him that weekend - I couldn't since it was Tax Free, an all-hands on deck weekend. But, he stopped by work that night, and we ended up walking around the store and talking for about half an hour! And I confirmed that he would take me to my reunion.
So, I'm off at 5pm that friday. I meet up with my folks to see some local artists I know having a show of horse paintings. Home around 6:30, try texting J. G texts me around 8 that he's up at the tavern - I know they're taking off around 10pm that night. So, I finish making dinner - pasta in a cream sauce, brought some up to the tavern for G and sat down. J wasstanding right behind her. He came over and we talked a bit. He said, "I was going to stop by before we left." But, really nice kiss before he took off, and then I went home and was in bed by 11, since I had to be at work at 6am.
Saturday: Off at 3pm. Home. Chilling out. S'posed to go to this party that T was DJ'ing at. I show up there at 7ish. He's drunk. He presummed he was going to spend the night at my place - we had never talked about that - kept trying to grab me in bear hugs. The night did not go well. He kept saying, "Don't worry about me, I'll just drive my car off a bridge on the way home." When the party was done at 10, I headed out, and I would have forgiven him his behavior, but then he started texting me. I headed to the tavern and blew off some steam with G. I showed her the texts as they came in - very passive aggressive. And insulting. Aftern the Tavern closed, went to Bubba's with Ri, had a blast playing pool and chit-chating. Saw J's friend C there. Home around 3am. When I woke up sunday morning - there was an email waiting for me from T - more of the same. So, I didn't contact him after that.
J had said he'd be back on sunday, and that he'd be at my place waiting for me when I got off work : extended hours. Home around 9:30. No J. Stayed home monday night and tuesday night. No response from J to my texts. A friend from HS was in town, so I picked him up on wednsday after work and took him to the tavern. T texted that he was glad to see me out. And he seemed a bit better. My HS friend had a good time - it was so good to see him relax; but he's going through some marital problems right now. And I went to karaoke at the tavern on thursday night. Again, T was being pretty well-behaved.
Friday off - three day weekend for my reunion. I had asked my HS friend to consider going to the reunion with me, but he initially declined. So, I was going to behave friday night, but out at the tavern again. Listened to he band. Watched the redskins game!!!! Home around midnight. Up at 7ish to go and get my hair cut at 8am!
Still no word from J. But, I had a couple of back ups at this last-minute moment. I'm going to stop here - I'm still tired. And then the next post with cover the reunion! A few more guys in the mix now!!!
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Sunday, July 25, 2010
More Juggling . . .
Ok, since the last post, D. is out of the picture - he has never initiated contact and I'm not about to pursue at this point in time. Money is very tight - lots of beans and rice, pasta and beans, but even that's looking up. I should be getting another interview with different retail giant for Sales Manager positions! The district manager kept repeating, halfway through the interview, I need to get you here. Yea! Almost twice what I make now - I'll be able to pay my bills AND eat! More culinary greats coming soon, hopefully!
Gl did take me out last week, to dinner and then karaoke. T was DJing, and thought he had missed his window of opportunity. I repeated that I'm not going one on one with anyone anytime soon - too much crap in the past, not jumping in only to get hurt again. I had a great time with Gl, though. Conversation was really good, and I had a really good time. He sang the last song of the night, Paint me a Birmingham. Such a danceable song, but since he was singing, I grabbed R, another friend, to dance. Didn't mean to put myself on his radar, but sonehow I did (not a bad thing).
Gl took me home - perfect gentleman - in the door alone by midnite. Good thing, since I had to be at work at 6am! But, there was a problem with G and B - his ex-roommate called the cops and pressed bogus charges, so G picked me up and we went to go get him out. The bail bondsman was cool - I'd never met one before. Back home - finally - a little after 2. Only 3 possible hours for sleep- not a good idea.
So, knowing that J had had a hard day - his grandfather passed that morning (he called when I was out with Gl from outside my apartment) I wanted to touch base with him. I ended going around the corner and picking him up (problems with his bike). Utterly exhausted, when we got back to my place, I was like, we are going upstairs and laying in bed. Silly of me to sleep, but I knew that laying down and resting would be good. So, wrapped up in arms, J and I talked about the day - his and mine - until 5:30, when I took him back to M&M's and headed to work.
Out that night again - all-nighter and I still go out to the tavern to meet up with G! Talked with T a lot that night. Didn't get home till midnite! Then closed at work thrusday night - our district manager was in that day, so I was dressed up. To the tavern after work. Closed it again. Ended up singing (hadn't planned on singing at all) 'Cheater Cheater' directed at G's soon-to-be-ex, because he sang 'I hate you (but I still love you)', but he left right before I sang. :>(( But, it was fun anyway - G and T loved it!
J came over after I got home. He was exhausted. Fell asleep immediately in me arms, holding me tightly. Work on friday 6am again. Rearranged the whole newborn department! In talking with J that thursday night, tho, I told him that I wanted to go out and have fun that friday night, with him. And that another friend wanted us to come over and chill with a fire pit in the early evening. J pretty much blew me off again - the last time he did was the day his grandfather went into the hospital. J ended up going to the viewing, said he was leaving there shortly, and this was at 8p. Well, bored and disappointed, I headed out to the tavern to hang with G.
When I got home at midnite, I stayed up for a bit - another drink, watching stuff I had DVR'd. I texted J that I was disappointed . . . again. Still haven't heard from him.
So, saturday night - closed at work. Home to change and then out to the tavern, hoping that J might be there. He wasn't, but his friend C was. C asked me how J was, and I replied - don't know. Haven't heard from him. He blew me off again. Ball's in his court. And yes, I'm hoping that C ran into him later last night. But still no word from him.
R was there, tho. He came up and chitchated for a bit. He'd been bar hopping, and wanted to continue after the Tavern closed. Sounded like a good idea to me - and I was just looking at R as guy-friend/ drinking buddy. So, we headed to my football haunt and had a couple of drinks. He kissed me - hard. And talked. About Gl and T. And J. I was honest with him and said I won't sleep with Gl or T, but that I am with J. So, we ended up back at his place - and had a pretty good roll in the hay. Don't know if it'll go any further. R's not on my radar to pursue, but definately as a safe buddy and possible drinking partner, who might have some benefits, too.
When I got home - 2ish - I texted G to let her know that I landed at home safe - it's what we do. And - though I'd been very good at not texting J all day since he had never responded to my Friday night text - I texted J, too. I figure I can use the excuse of drunk texting. All I said was 'home safe' and then I sent another one a few minutes later - 'nite'. At this point on sunday morning, I still haven't heard from him.
Extended hours at work tonight, so I'm there till after 10. And then monday, hopefully my phone with ring to schedule interviews with 2 store managers. I so hope that this works out. I'm desparate to earn more money - closer to what I'm truly worth! To be able to go to the grocery store and not count dollars, and to go out and enjoy a few.
Still want J to text or call. And I plan on continuing to get to know Gl and T. But. . . again, more later. (My social life is finally gettin exciting!)
in anycase . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Gl did take me out last week, to dinner and then karaoke. T was DJing, and thought he had missed his window of opportunity. I repeated that I'm not going one on one with anyone anytime soon - too much crap in the past, not jumping in only to get hurt again. I had a great time with Gl, though. Conversation was really good, and I had a really good time. He sang the last song of the night, Paint me a Birmingham. Such a danceable song, but since he was singing, I grabbed R, another friend, to dance. Didn't mean to put myself on his radar, but sonehow I did (not a bad thing).
Gl took me home - perfect gentleman - in the door alone by midnite. Good thing, since I had to be at work at 6am! But, there was a problem with G and B - his ex-roommate called the cops and pressed bogus charges, so G picked me up and we went to go get him out. The bail bondsman was cool - I'd never met one before. Back home - finally - a little after 2. Only 3 possible hours for sleep- not a good idea.
So, knowing that J had had a hard day - his grandfather passed that morning (he called when I was out with Gl from outside my apartment) I wanted to touch base with him. I ended going around the corner and picking him up (problems with his bike). Utterly exhausted, when we got back to my place, I was like, we are going upstairs and laying in bed. Silly of me to sleep, but I knew that laying down and resting would be good. So, wrapped up in arms, J and I talked about the day - his and mine - until 5:30, when I took him back to M&M's and headed to work.
Out that night again - all-nighter and I still go out to the tavern to meet up with G! Talked with T a lot that night. Didn't get home till midnite! Then closed at work thrusday night - our district manager was in that day, so I was dressed up. To the tavern after work. Closed it again. Ended up singing (hadn't planned on singing at all) 'Cheater Cheater' directed at G's soon-to-be-ex, because he sang 'I hate you (but I still love you)', but he left right before I sang. :>(( But, it was fun anyway - G and T loved it!
J came over after I got home. He was exhausted. Fell asleep immediately in me arms, holding me tightly. Work on friday 6am again. Rearranged the whole newborn department! In talking with J that thursday night, tho, I told him that I wanted to go out and have fun that friday night, with him. And that another friend wanted us to come over and chill with a fire pit in the early evening. J pretty much blew me off again - the last time he did was the day his grandfather went into the hospital. J ended up going to the viewing, said he was leaving there shortly, and this was at 8p. Well, bored and disappointed, I headed out to the tavern to hang with G.
When I got home at midnite, I stayed up for a bit - another drink, watching stuff I had DVR'd. I texted J that I was disappointed . . . again. Still haven't heard from him.
So, saturday night - closed at work. Home to change and then out to the tavern, hoping that J might be there. He wasn't, but his friend C was. C asked me how J was, and I replied - don't know. Haven't heard from him. He blew me off again. Ball's in his court. And yes, I'm hoping that C ran into him later last night. But still no word from him.
R was there, tho. He came up and chitchated for a bit. He'd been bar hopping, and wanted to continue after the Tavern closed. Sounded like a good idea to me - and I was just looking at R as guy-friend/ drinking buddy. So, we headed to my football haunt and had a couple of drinks. He kissed me - hard. And talked. About Gl and T. And J. I was honest with him and said I won't sleep with Gl or T, but that I am with J. So, we ended up back at his place - and had a pretty good roll in the hay. Don't know if it'll go any further. R's not on my radar to pursue, but definately as a safe buddy and possible drinking partner, who might have some benefits, too.
When I got home - 2ish - I texted G to let her know that I landed at home safe - it's what we do. And - though I'd been very good at not texting J all day since he had never responded to my Friday night text - I texted J, too. I figure I can use the excuse of drunk texting. All I said was 'home safe' and then I sent another one a few minutes later - 'nite'. At this point on sunday morning, I still haven't heard from him.
Extended hours at work tonight, so I'm there till after 10. And then monday, hopefully my phone with ring to schedule interviews with 2 store managers. I so hope that this works out. I'm desparate to earn more money - closer to what I'm truly worth! To be able to go to the grocery store and not count dollars, and to go out and enjoy a few.
Still want J to text or call. And I plan on continuing to get to know Gl and T. But. . . again, more later. (My social life is finally gettin exciting!)
in anycase . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Catch up . . .
Ok. . . It's been a while. Life has finally calmed down - I'm not splitting time between two homes anymore. Bad thing is, I've taken up smoking again. But . . . for the past three weeks, since I've been back at my place full-time, I've been able to chill. And go out, spending money I shouldn't spend, but having a blast!
You see, my friend, G., has been having a hard time. Things are done in her marraige, but he's making things difficult nonetheless until she is able to move out in August. So, she's been going out to a local Tavern, and I've been joining her. And, much to her (very happy) surprise, a guy named B. has been talking to her, and he's been treating her like a princess. It's awesome! She deserves it!
Now, about three weeks ago, I had been picked up (literally) by a guy, D., twice! And, he put me on the back of his bike and took me to his place. And all of this was after he INSISTED I put his number in my phone! There was some kissing, then back to pick up my car and back to my place. D. spent the night, and other than kissing and touching, nothing happened. He held me so tight all night long - it was very nice. But I'm still trying to get him to actually call me! Frustrating!
And then, about a week ago, G. and I were out - kareoke at the Tavern and the DJ is just smitten by me. Have to admit, I enjoyed the attention. He bought me a shot so that I would sing. His name is T. He's got my contacts, and he's closer to my type - 49yrs, grown kids. D. is a year younger than me - he graduated a year behind me at my HS, but I didn't know him.
But, on one of those night, I had leaned over to J. and told him that sooner or later, I was going to get his number. So, lets skip forward to last saturday, July 3rd.
I had been home all day - weekend off - started imbibing around 3ish. Made gazspacho, a pasta dish, and fried up some bacon for my baby boy. (I might be vegan, but he's not!) I was feeling pretty good and G. texted me to meet at the Tavern. So, I threw on some proper clothes and head out. This guy M. kept hitting on me - he'd been hitting on me a few nights before, but he wasn't getting the message. He even asked G. and B. if they would double just so I would go out with him!
The Tavern closed, and J. wanted to go out to Bubba's. And I was up for it. So, I climbed on the back of his bike - a Harley soft-tail (I really need to learned more about the different types; I can't tell them a part to save my life!) M. shouted out for me to come back, and talk, and I shouted out, "Sorry. Taking off with J." and we pulled out. M & M rolled with us, because she wanted to go out to Bubba's, too. And when we got there, D. was working the door. J. bought us drinks, and we closed that bar, too! (The Tavern is a neighborhood bar, so it closes at 11:45 sharp. Bubba's has more regular hours, like staying open til 2am.) From there, we headed back to M & M's for a bit, and then J. took me back to get my car and followed me home.
Lots of kissing. Lots of touching. He spent the night. Daugherty loved him! He pounced around 6 am on J. to start playing, and J. played with him! Up at 9:30ish to go out to my folks, and head to the gym with my mom. And J. didn't get my number; I figured he knew where to find me if he wanted. (Plus, after getting my hopes up with D., I didn't want to do that again.)
So, then there was yesterday. July 5th. G.'s son turned 21, and back at the Tavern to celebrate. Her ex-brother-in-law Gl., showed up. Very intriguing. Lots of drinking. Lots of shots - handed my keys to J. (yes, he was also there, but not for the 21st celebration) after the 3rd shot. T. bought me 2 of them - he wanted me to sing. And I did. A few songs.
Gl. asked G. for my number (she gave it to him - yea!). And, he took care of my bar tab - a very pleasant surprise when the lights went up and I went to settle. D. was there for awhile - I teased him about not calling me. He responded, "she texted me to come back, and I did. Isn't that better than a phone call?" He has a point.
J. let me take my keys back - I wouldn't have asked if I didn't feel ok to drive the short distance home. And he said he wouldn't have given them back if he didn't feel that I was ok. So, he followed me home. We stayed up for a little bit, kissing. Watching Buffy. Went to the gas station for smokes. I was getting on the back of the bike when I realized I was barefoot - all he said was, "Keep your feet on the bars." Back home, more Buffy. He started falling asleep in my arms. Finally, around 2ish, I was like, lets go upstairs, to bed. So we did.
And it was nice, to sleep next to someone again. And that's what we did. Sleep. Around 10ish, Daugherty was really begging to go out, so I got up. I told J. he should stay in bed, that I would be back. But he ended up getting dressed and coming downstairs. So he could head to work.
I walked him out to his bike. Another kiss. And then said, "You still haven't gotten my number."
He responded, "It's ok. I know where you live."
So . . . it looks like the single life is looking up! And I'll post the gazspacho recipe a later.
in any case . . .
slainte. . . .
Mulu :>)
You see, my friend, G., has been having a hard time. Things are done in her marraige, but he's making things difficult nonetheless until she is able to move out in August. So, she's been going out to a local Tavern, and I've been joining her. And, much to her (very happy) surprise, a guy named B. has been talking to her, and he's been treating her like a princess. It's awesome! She deserves it!
Now, about three weeks ago, I had been picked up (literally) by a guy, D., twice! And, he put me on the back of his bike and took me to his place. And all of this was after he INSISTED I put his number in my phone! There was some kissing, then back to pick up my car and back to my place. D. spent the night, and other than kissing and touching, nothing happened. He held me so tight all night long - it was very nice. But I'm still trying to get him to actually call me! Frustrating!
And then, about a week ago, G. and I were out - kareoke at the Tavern
But, on one of those night, I had leaned over to J. and told him that sooner or later, I was going to get his number. So, lets skip forward to last saturday, July 3rd.
I had been home all day - weekend off - started imbibing around 3ish. Made gazspacho, a pasta dish, and fried up some bacon for my baby boy. (I might be vegan, but he's not!) I was feeling pretty good and G. texted me to meet at the Tavern. So, I threw on some proper clothes and head out. This guy M. kept hitting on me - he'd been hitting on me a few nights before, but he wasn't getting the message. He even asked G. and B. if they would double just so I would go out with him!
The Tavern closed, and J. wanted to go out to Bubba's. And I was up for it. So, I climbed on the back of his bike - a Harley soft-tail (I really need to learned more about the different types; I can't tell them a part to save my life!) M. shouted out for me to come back, and talk, and I shouted out, "Sorry. Taking off with J." and we pulled out. M & M rolled with us, because she wanted to go out to Bubba's, too. And when we got there, D. was working the door. J. bought us drinks, and we closed that bar, too! (The Tavern is a neighborhood bar, so it closes at 11:45 sharp. Bubba's has more regular hours, like staying open til 2am.) From there, we headed back to M & M's for a bit, and then J. took me back to get my car and followed me home.
Lots of kissing. Lots of touching. He spent the night. Daugherty loved him! He pounced around 6 am on J. to start playing, and J. played with him! Up at 9:30ish to go out to my folks, and head to the gym with my mom. And J. didn't get my number; I figured he knew where to find me if he wanted. (Plus, after getting my hopes up with D., I didn't want to do that again.)
So, then there was yesterday. July 5th. G.'s son turned 21, and back at the Tavern to celebrate. Her ex-brother-in-law Gl., showed up. Very intriguing. Lots of drinking. Lots of shots - handed my keys to J. (yes, he was also there, but not for the 21st celebration) after the 3rd shot. T. bought me 2 of them - he wanted me to sing. And I did. A few songs.
Gl. asked G. for my number (she gave it to him - yea!). And, he took care of my bar tab - a very pleasant surprise when the lights went up and I went to settle. D. was there for awhile - I teased him about not calling me. He responded, "she texted me to come back, and I did. Isn't that better than a phone call?" He has a point.
J. let me take my keys back - I wouldn't have asked if I didn't feel ok to drive the short distance home. And he said he wouldn't have given them back if he didn't feel that I was ok. So, he followed me home. We stayed up for a little bit, kissing. Watching Buffy. Went to the gas station for smokes. I was getting on the back of the bike when I realized I was barefoot - all he said was, "Keep your feet on the bars." Back home, more Buffy. He started falling asleep in my arms. Finally, around 2ish, I was like, lets go upstairs, to bed. So we did.
And it was nice, to sleep next to someone again. And that's what we did. Sleep. Around 10ish, Daugherty was really begging to go out, so I got up. I told J. he should stay in bed, that I would be back. But he ended up getting dressed and coming downstairs. So he could head to work.
I walked him out to his bike. Another kiss. And then said, "You still haven't gotten my number."
He responded, "It's ok. I know where you live."
So . . . it looks like the single life is looking up! And I'll post the gazspacho recipe a later.
in any case . . .
slainte. . . .
Mulu :>)
Thursday, May 13, 2010
? Interim ?
Ok. It's been a few weeks since I last posted. I've been spending most of my nights/time at my folks house. My gramma is much better - almost back to the gramma that I know and love. It's amazing what today's fancy little pills can do!
Basically, I've been getting up two hours earlier than I am used to, and then taking my gramma to an adult day care. Then either to work, or to my apartment to 'veg' for a few hours before I go to work. Then, after work, heading back out to my folk's to spend the night so I can do it all over again. : I miss my bed. And my apartment.
And not that I've been able to go out to meet anyone - because I don't have the funds- but now I can't because of time. And my doggie is enjoying himself with his cousins, but he's completely crashing when he gets the chance to spend a few moments at home. So I know he's utterly exhausted.
I've cooked the past two tuesdays: the first was my tofu lasagna. The second, portabellos, baby corn and toms, rice and pork medallions. But doing the medallions gave me an idea to try on tofu. Or seitan.
Since the tofu lasagna is a stock recipe for me, I'll post it was some point in time later.
I'm thinking I might try a mushroom soup this tuesday ~ I'll let ya know ~ in between dropping off and picking up my grand mother.
In any case . . .
I keep thinking that it's not a man per se I want - it's some one to share things with. To be able to lean on - especially during something like this, because everybody else is leaning on me. My doggie's great, but he doesn't usually say the right thing. He doesn't usually say the wrong thing, either.
In any case . .
Slainte'
Mulu :>)
Basically, I've been getting up two hours earlier than I am used to, and then taking my gramma to an adult day care. Then either to work, or to my apartment to 'veg' for a few hours before I go to work. Then, after work, heading back out to my folk's to spend the night so I can do it all over again. : I miss my bed. And my apartment.
And not that I've been able to go out to meet anyone - because I don't have the funds- but now I can't because of time. And my doggie is enjoying himself with his cousins, but he's completely crashing when he gets the chance to spend a few moments at home. So I know he's utterly exhausted.
I've cooked the past two tuesdays: the first was my tofu lasagna. The second, portabellos, baby corn and toms, rice and
Since the tofu lasagna is a stock recipe for me, I'll post it was some point in time later.
I'm thinking I might try a mushroom soup this tuesday ~ I'll let ya know ~ in between dropping off and picking up my grand mother.
In any case . . .
I keep thinking that it's not a man per se I want - it's some one to share things with. To be able to lean on - especially during something like this, because everybody else is leaning on me. My doggie's great, but he doesn't usually say the right thing. He doesn't usually say the wrong thing, either.
In any case . .
Slainte'
Mulu :>)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
hiatus
It's been a little while since I posted, and the turns that life has taken, it'll be a little while longer.
No boys in the picture. I've been hanging out out mostly at home with my doggie, but a little bit with friends.
A couple of weekends ago, A and I went to the April Fools Fest at James River Cellars winery. Three other local vineyards were there, too. We had a blast! sampling the wines from the various vitners. A picked up a couple of bottles, and, not wanting the day to end, we went to a wine and cheese shop that I know to pick up a Barboursville Cab France, because I wanted to show here what a real Cab Franc tasted like. And then some food to grill, back to my place to pick up the dog, and finally to her new place - huge back yard! Her husband grilled. Her daughter and my dog tired themselves out but running all over the place! and finally,a huge fire in the fire pit for over 5 hours! And we finished all the wine. It was great. And very relaxing.
Then, the other day, I had lunch and a movie with my grandmother, and met a friend, G, for happy hour. She's been having a time of it. She's probably going to leave her husband; he hasn't made any of the changes he said he would, and he's still cheating on her. So . ..
And then this weekend, hopefully I'll be seeing the new Freddy movie with some other friends, but that is iffy. Because last thursday, my Dad had to rush to upstate New York and hastily make arrangements to bring his mother down here to live in my folk's house.
I took off early from work on saturday to come and help my Mom clean out and ready a room for Gramma. And Dad and Gramma arrived early that evening. She is very confused, exhibiting signs of dementia. I had arranged to go to work late on monday, but Dad said not to worry. However, at 6:24 am monday morning, I got a phone call to come and stay with her until Dad got home for lunch. However, she did not handle being alone for a few hours after lunch until Mom got home.
So, after confirming with Mom, I re-arranged my work schedule so that I can close at work for the rest of the week. That means that I can stay with her in the mornings. And currently, me and my doggie are spending the nights in my old bedroom at my parents house. And my poor cat is left all alone at my apartment.
Last night, after work and the gym, I went home, made a mac and cheese (actually it was rigatoni and soy cheese). I gathered a few things, including my doggie, and headed over to my folks. I stopped by a friend's place, chilled for a little and had a Mike's Hard Lemonade, and the finally arrived at my folks.
Gramma would not settle down. I had to finally sit with her from about 10pm till about 12:15, 12:30. (I had gotten to my folk's house about 9p last night) Needless to say, I'm tired. My doggie is loving it over here, with the other dogs and cats, but he also won't settle down. And I have an interview with the DM of Barnes & Noble today that I need to do well on.
So, as you can see, my life just got busy. But not necessarily in a good way. It'd be nice to find a boy, but . . . I'm hoping I can cook something soon, but we'll see. . .
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
No boys in the picture. I've been hanging out out mostly at home with my doggie, but a little bit with friends.
A couple of weekends ago, A and I went to the April Fools Fest at James River Cellars winery. Three other local vineyards were there, too. We had a blast! sampling the wines from the various vitners. A picked up a couple of bottles, and, not wanting the day to end, we went to a wine and cheese shop that I know to pick up a Barboursville Cab France, because I wanted to show here what a real Cab Franc tasted like. And then some food to grill, back to my place to pick up the dog, and finally to her new place - huge back yard! Her husband grilled. Her daughter and my dog tired themselves out but running all over the place! and finally,a huge fire in the fire pit for over 5 hours! And we finished all the wine. It was great. And very relaxing.
Then, the other day, I had lunch and a movie with my grandmother, and met a friend, G, for happy hour. She's been having a time of it. She's probably going to leave her husband; he hasn't made any of the changes he said he would, and he's still cheating on her. So . ..
And then this weekend, hopefully I'll be seeing the new Freddy movie with some other friends, but that is iffy. Because last thursday, my Dad had to rush to upstate New York and hastily make arrangements to bring his mother down here to live in my folk's house.
I took off early from work on saturday to come and help my Mom clean out and ready a room for Gramma. And Dad and Gramma arrived early that evening. She is very confused, exhibiting signs of dementia. I had arranged to go to work late on monday, but Dad said not to worry. However, at 6:24 am monday morning, I got a phone call to come and stay with her until Dad got home for lunch. However, she did not handle being alone for a few hours after lunch until Mom got home.
So, after confirming with Mom, I re-arranged my work schedule so that I can close at work for the rest of the week. That means that I can stay with her in the mornings. And currently, me and my doggie are spending the nights in my old bedroom at my parents house. And my poor cat is left all alone at my apartment.
Last night, after work and the gym, I went home, made a mac and cheese (actually it was rigatoni and soy cheese). I gathered a few things, including my doggie, and headed over to my folks. I stopped by a friend's place, chilled for a little and had a Mike's Hard Lemonade, and the finally arrived at my folks.
Gramma would not settle down. I had to finally sit with her from about 10pm till about 12:15, 12:30. (I had gotten to my folk's house about 9p last night) Needless to say, I'm tired. My doggie is loving it over here, with the other dogs and cats, but he also won't settle down. And I have an interview with the DM of Barnes & Noble today that I need to do well on.
So, as you can see, my life just got busy. But not necessarily in a good way. It'd be nice to find a boy, but . . . I'm hoping I can cook something soon, but we'll see. . .
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Friday, April 16, 2010
Roasted Potato salad . . .
Ok. I'm just posting the recipe, because I blew myself away!
6 to 7 medium potatoes, diced into 1/2 cubes
1 onion, diced and divided in half
the usual spices : Oregano, basil, dill, parsley, red pepper, black pepper, paprika
4 to 6 cloves of garlic, minced
extra virgin Olive Oil
1 green bell pepper, diced
1 large can of pitted black olives, minced
Pre-heat oven to 325 F.
In a 9x13 pan (a baking pan that you would make lasagna in), coat the bottom with oil and add the potatoes, garlic, the usual spices, and half of the diced onions. Mix well, adding more oil if necessary to coat the potatoes.
Cover pan with aluminum foil and place in the oven for about 45 minutes.
Uncover, stir, and back into the oven for about 15 minutes.
Let cool on the stove top while making the dressing.
2 6oz containers (soy) yogurt
~ 1/4 cup Balsamic vinegar
the juice from 1 large can pitted black olives
In a bowl, whisk together all of the above. Add a hint of black pepper and paprika (about 1/4 tsp)
Pour roasted potato mixture into a large bowl. Add the other half of diced onions, peppers, and olives. Mix well. Pour balsamic yogurt dressing over top and mix well.
One thing to note with the dressing, using yogurt (instead of Nayonaise, the vegan version of mayonnaise)there is about half of the calories, 5% of the fat grams, and 2% of the sodium! Imagine how bad using real mayonnaise is, then?!?!? WOW!
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
6 to 7 medium potatoes, diced into 1/2 cubes
1 onion, diced and divided in half
the usual spices : Oregano, basil, dill, parsley, red pepper, black pepper, paprika
4 to 6 cloves of garlic, minced
extra virgin Olive Oil
1 green bell pepper, diced
1 large can of pitted black olives, minced
Pre-heat oven to 325 F.
In a 9x13 pan (a baking pan that you would make lasagna in), coat the bottom with oil and add the potatoes, garlic, the usual spices, and half of the diced onions. Mix well, adding more oil if necessary to coat the potatoes.
Cover pan with aluminum foil and place in the oven for about 45 minutes.
Uncover, stir, and back into the oven for about 15 minutes.
Let cool on the stove top while making the dressing.
2 6oz containers (soy) yogurt
~ 1/4 cup Balsamic vinegar
the juice from 1 large can pitted black olives
In a bowl, whisk together all of the above. Add a hint of black pepper and paprika (about 1/4 tsp)
Pour roasted potato mixture into a large bowl. Add the other half of diced onions, peppers, and olives. Mix well. Pour balsamic yogurt dressing over top and mix well.
One thing to note with the dressing, using yogurt (instead of Nayonaise, the vegan version of mayonnaise)there is about half of the calories, 5% of the fat grams, and 2% of the sodium! Imagine how bad using real mayonnaise is, then?!?!? WOW!
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Baklava . . .
Ok. I made this baklava on tuesday, and it has been a huge hit! Right now, I'm making a potato salad, with lots of twists, while watching Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution, and staying at home on yet another friday night. After work, I went to the gym and had a pretty good workout. But now, it's quality time with my doggie.
It is so hard to meet anyone if you're not going out to bars et alia. Single men don't shop, so I can't meet them at work. My friends don't have a lot of potentials ~ either married or robbing the cradle. It's just very frustrating, especially because I can't afford to go out. And if I could afford to go out, I would. And I'd have the chance of meeting someone. But hey . . . eventually things will work out.
And, since there is really nothing to talk about on the dating scene, here's the cherry chocolate baklava. With pistachios (instead of walnuts).
Baklava is a Greek desert, and the authentic Greek recipe I have uses walnuts and honey. Since honey isn't Vegan, and walnuts aren't my favorite, I decided to tinker with things a little bit. I had seen a recipe using pistachios, and I had seen a recipe using chocolate. So, I thought I'd try a few different things. I think cashews might actually be a good nut to use as well - it's meaty yet open to flavor.
16oz bag pistachios, coarsely chopped
8 oz phyllo dough
2 tbsp sugar
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg
1/2 tsp cloves
4 to 5 tbsp margarine, melted
pastry brush
1 square, semi-sweet baking chocolate
cheese grater
syrup (recipe to follow)
Mix coarsely chopped nuts, sugar (brown sugar might taste bette than white sugar, but I didn't have brown sugar in my pantry), cinnamon, nutmeg & cloves in a bowl. Set aside.
Pre-heat oven to 350 F.
In an 8x8 pan, use the pastry brush to brush the sides and bottom with the melted margarine. Then, start one pastry sheet at a time, placing them in the pan, making sure the dough goes up the sides. Most phyllo dough is rectangular, so I usually alternate long in one direction then the next direction, hence one sheet at a time. Every 2 sheets, brush with margarine. At the 4th sheet, sprinkle evenly the nut mixture. Using the cheese grater, grate the block of chocolate over the nut mixture. Two layers of phyllo dough. Brush with margarine. Grate chocolate. Two more layers of dough. Nut mixture. Grate chocolate. Dough. Etc. . .
Try to finish with four layers of dough on top. Chocolate grated atop that. Fold the over-hanging edges of dough, so a crust-edge forms. Cut into diagonal squares.
Bake until golden brown, at 350 degrees farenheit. About 50 to 55 minutes.
ok . . . the syrup . . .
1 16 oz jar Maraschino cherries
1 cup sugar
Drain the juice from the maraschino cherries. Top off with water to equal 1 full cup. (Shouldn't be more than 1/4 to 1/8th of a cup). In a saucepan, heat maraschino liquid and add the cup of sugar. Stir well, dissolving sugar.
When the baklava is ready out of the oven, pull out. Pour syrup over top. Let sit for a few minutes. You'll need to re-cut the diagonals (and when you see how hard it is now, you'll be happy you pre-cut them!)
Ok, long recipe, I know. But it's definately worth it. I shall talk to ya later. And if the potato salad comes out, you'll have that recipe next.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
It is so hard to meet anyone if you're not going out to bars et alia. Single men don't shop, so I can't meet them at work. My friends don't have a lot of potentials ~ either married or robbing the cradle. It's just very frustrating, especially because I can't afford to go out. And if I could afford to go out, I would. And I'd have the chance of meeting someone. But hey . . . eventually things will work out.
And, since there is really nothing to talk about on the dating scene, here's the cherry chocolate baklava. With pistachios (instead of walnuts).
Baklava is a Greek desert, and the authentic Greek recipe I have uses walnuts and honey. Since honey isn't Vegan, and walnuts aren't my favorite, I decided to tinker with things a little bit. I had seen a recipe using pistachios, and I had seen a recipe using chocolate. So, I thought I'd try a few different things. I think cashews might actually be a good nut to use as well - it's meaty yet open to flavor.
16oz bag pistachios, coarsely chopped
8 oz phyllo dough
2 tbsp sugar
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp nutmeg
1/2 tsp cloves
4 to 5 tbsp margarine, melted
pastry brush
1 square, semi-sweet baking chocolate
cheese grater
syrup (recipe to follow)
Mix coarsely chopped nuts, sugar (brown sugar might taste bette than white sugar, but I didn't have brown sugar in my pantry), cinnamon, nutmeg & cloves in a bowl. Set aside.
Pre-heat oven to 350 F.
In an 8x8 pan, use the pastry brush to brush the sides and bottom with the melted margarine. Then, start one pastry sheet at a time, placing them in the pan, making sure the dough goes up the sides. Most phyllo dough is rectangular, so I usually alternate long in one direction then the next direction, hence one sheet at a time. Every 2 sheets, brush with margarine. At the 4th sheet, sprinkle evenly the nut mixture. Using the cheese grater, grate the block of chocolate over the nut mixture. Two layers of phyllo dough. Brush with margarine. Grate chocolate. Two more layers of dough. Nut mixture. Grate chocolate. Dough. Etc. . .
Try to finish with four layers of dough on top. Chocolate grated atop that. Fold the over-hanging edges of dough, so a crust-edge forms. Cut into diagonal squares.
Bake until golden brown, at 350 degrees farenheit. About 50 to 55 minutes.
ok . . . the syrup . . .
1 16 oz jar Maraschino cherries
1 cup sugar
Drain the juice from the maraschino cherries. Top off with water to equal 1 full cup. (Shouldn't be more than 1/4 to 1/8th of a cup). In a saucepan, heat maraschino liquid and add the cup of sugar. Stir well, dissolving sugar.
When the baklava is ready out of the oven, pull out. Pour syrup over top. Let sit for a few minutes. You'll need to re-cut the diagonals (and when you see how hard it is now, you'll be happy you pre-cut them!)
Ok, long recipe, I know. But it's definately worth it. I shall talk to ya later. And if the potato salad comes out, you'll have that recipe next.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Roux
I just made an interesting roux. Very thick. I don't even want to think about the calorie count!
~ 1/2 cup margarine, melted
1/2 red onion, diced
1/2 cup flour
Cayenne pepper
Salt
Black pepper
soy milk ~ 2 cups
~ 2 tbsp peanut butter
Saute the onions briefly in the margarine as it melts in an iron skillet. Add the flour and mix well. Add milk slowly, and not all at once. Stir well, so that you maintain an even consistancy. Add spices to taste while still stirring. Add the peanut butter and mix well. Add the rest of the milk, stir to maintain the consistancy.
I used it to go over gnocchi - store bought, not hand-made. The roux was very thick, but the peanut butter helped provide more structure.
in any case .. . .
Yesterday, a friend and I went to this April Fool's Fest winery festival - four local wineries. We had a blast! After, we hit the grocery store, back to my place to pick up my dog, and then back to her place where her husband grilled and her daughter tired out my dog - and herself! Later, I starteed a bonfire and we spent the next 5 or so hours fedding the fire and drinking wine and chilling out and talking. It was such a relaxing and enjoyable day! I spent the night because it was much safer than driving home after all that wine!
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
~ 1/2 cup margarine, melted
1/2 red onion, diced
1/2 cup flour
Cayenne pepper
Salt
Black pepper
soy milk ~ 2 cups
~ 2 tbsp peanut butter
Saute the onions briefly in the margarine as it melts in an iron skillet. Add the flour and mix well. Add milk slowly, and not all at once. Stir well, so that you maintain an even consistancy. Add spices to taste while still stirring. Add the peanut butter and mix well. Add the rest of the milk, stir to maintain the consistancy.
I used it to go over gnocchi - store bought, not hand-made. The roux was very thick, but the peanut butter helped provide more structure.
in any case .. . .
Yesterday, a friend and I went to this April Fool's Fest winery festival - four local wineries. We had a blast! After, we hit the grocery store, back to my place to pick up my dog, and then back to her place where her husband grilled and her daughter tired out my dog - and herself! Later, I starteed a bonfire and we spent the next 5 or so hours fedding the fire and drinking wine and chilling out and talking. It was such a relaxing and enjoyable day! I spent the night because it was much safer than driving home after all that wine!
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Friday, April 2, 2010
Fruit Salad
I had a stressful day at work, and couldn't wait to go to the gym afterwards. But then, I started to get a hankering for something sweet for dinner. Since the grocery store is right next to the gym, I stopped in and bought fresh fruit to make a salad.
1 cantelope, cut into 1/2 chunks
2 20oz cans of chunked pineapple
4 medium bananas
2 oranges, peeled and cut into chunks
1 lb strawberries, chunked
1 lb grapes (I got green seedless)
Save the juice from one of the cans of pineapple, but mix everything else in one large bowl.
Now, I took a bowl of this mix out so that I would have something to dip into a chocolate fondue. For the rest, I made a dressing using the pineapple juice.
pineapple juice from can of chunked pineapples
2 containers [soy] yogurt (one was peach. the other raspberry, but peach seems best)
1 tsp vanilla extract
sprinkle of cinnamon
sprinkle of nutmeg
Mix all of these ingredients together then pour this over the bowl of fruit. Stir well.
Should satisfy any sweet tooth!
And now back to my boring friday night watching Smallville with my doggie.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
1 cantelope, cut into 1/2 chunks
2 20oz cans of chunked pineapple
4 medium bananas
2 oranges, peeled and cut into chunks
1 lb strawberries, chunked
1 lb grapes (I got green seedless)
Save the juice from one of the cans of pineapple, but mix everything else in one large bowl.
Now, I took a bowl of this mix out so that I would have something to dip into a chocolate fondue. For the rest, I made a dressing using the pineapple juice.
pineapple juice from can of chunked pineapples
2 containers [soy] yogurt (one was peach. the other raspberry, but peach seems best)
1 tsp vanilla extract
sprinkle of cinnamon
sprinkle of nutmeg
Mix all of these ingredients together then pour this over the bowl of fruit. Stir well.
Should satisfy any sweet tooth!
And now back to my boring friday night watching Smallville with my doggie.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Monday, March 29, 2010
Onion Dip . . .
Normally, I make onion dip using Mrs. Grass's Onion Dip mix. And this most recent time, I though I still had a packet in the cupboard. But I didn't. But, I still wanted to make up some onion dip to keep on hand, so I did what I do best in the kitchen: I improvised and made up my own recipe.
One container Tofutti Sour Cream (12oz)
One container Tofutti Cream Cheese (plain)(8oz)[I only specify Tofutti because I haven't found Soya Kaas brand cream cheese for years!]
~ 2 tbsp onion flakes
~ 1/2 tbsp garlic salt (use garlic powder is sodium is an issue)
~ 1/2 tbsp oregano
~ 1/2 tbsp parsely
~ 1/4 tbsp basil
~ 1/4 tbsp red pepper flakes
~ 1/4 tbsp black pepper
Mix everything up really well. The flavors permeate the mixture the longer it sits, so I recommend making it a day before want to use it, just like you would gazpacho (which I'll be making this summer, in addition to some grilling which means marinades!)
And I did make vegan fajitas and soft tacos, but I used McCormick's taco mix and fajita mix, and I'm thinking that I can replicate those. And so next time I make vegan mexican, I'll do that. And, as always, if it turns out tasty, then I'll share the how-to.
On other topics . . .
I was out the other night with a friend and met a guy. Perfect age. Very cute. But I told him that I'd me working friday night, and that I'd give him a call on saturday. Well, he called twice on friday when I was at work. Didn't listen very well, now, did he? So . . . I'm passing on that one.
And my best friend from work has taken a new job (she's the one I was out with that night above), so work will be less fun. I'm trying to help someone get the position - she reminds me of a younger me - but we'll see how that goes.
And the family emergency has settled down and things are back to normal, basically. A little health scare with my 92 year old grandmother. But all is well in the world, now.
I've been itching to make a dessert lately. And I will, soon. Can't decide - baklava or cheese cake. I'm leaning towards baklava since I haven't had it years. Whereas it's been about 9 months since I made a (vegan) cheese cake.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
One container Tofutti Sour Cream (12oz)
One container Tofutti Cream Cheese (plain)(8oz)[I only specify Tofutti because I haven't found Soya Kaas brand cream cheese for years!]
~ 2 tbsp onion flakes
~ 1/2 tbsp garlic salt (use garlic powder is sodium is an issue)
~ 1/2 tbsp oregano
~ 1/2 tbsp parsely
~ 1/4 tbsp basil
~ 1/4 tbsp red pepper flakes
~ 1/4 tbsp black pepper
Mix everything up really well. The flavors permeate the mixture the longer it sits, so I recommend making it a day before want to use it, just like you would gazpacho (which I'll be making this summer, in addition to some grilling which means marinades!)
And I did make vegan fajitas and soft tacos, but I used McCormick's taco mix and fajita mix, and I'm thinking that I can replicate those. And so next time I make vegan mexican, I'll do that. And, as always, if it turns out tasty, then I'll share the how-to.
On other topics . . .
I was out the other night with a friend and met a guy. Perfect age. Very cute. But I told him that I'd me working friday night, and that I'd give him a call on saturday. Well, he called twice on friday when I was at work. Didn't listen very well, now, did he? So . . . I'm passing on that one.
And my best friend from work has taken a new job (she's the one I was out with that night above), so work will be less fun. I'm trying to help someone get the position - she reminds me of a younger me - but we'll see how that goes.
And the family emergency has settled down and things are back to normal, basically. A little health scare with my 92 year old grandmother. But all is well in the world, now.
I've been itching to make a dessert lately. And I will, soon. Can't decide - baklava or cheese cake. I'm leaning towards baklava since I haven't had it years. Whereas it's been about 9 months since I made a (vegan) cheese cake.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
p.s.
I re-allocated funds in my 401k, from the funds offered by the company into the self-directed brokerage account.
I didn't have much to play with, but, I bought Chimera Investment Corp, CIM, and Tyson Foods Inc, TSN. I also picked up a mutual fund, HFEAX : Henderson European Focus,
So, we'll see how they do . . .
Slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
I didn't have much to play with, but, I bought Chimera Investment Corp, CIM, and Tyson Foods Inc, TSN. I also picked up a mutual fund, HFEAX : Henderson European Focus,
So, we'll see how they do . . .
Slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
St. Patty's Day, 2010
It's the weekend before St. Patrick's Day, and I have nothing planned. I have to work that night. Oh well. I'm probably better off that way.
Ok. Now it the week after St. Patty's Day. Nothing exciting happened. I worked that night. And then went to my other home: my folks' house so that I could take care of the animals while they were away.
I was out with friends last saturday night, and started talking to this really cute guy named Dave. But he was with his friends, about 10 years younger than me, and didn't seem interested in getting my phone number or talking further than the chit-chat at the bar. Ah well . . .
And then my high school was having an anniversary celebration, to which I went with my mom, since she still teaches there. There was this cute teacher from the art department. I looked him up on Facebook when I cot home, and his profile said that he was single, but only about 2 years older than me. But, I've got some feelers aout about him, to see if I might have turned his head, too.
In any case . . .
I'll be making vegan mexican sometime soon. And possibly a cheesecake or baklava.
In any case ...
Slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Ok. Now it the week after St. Patty's Day. Nothing exciting happened. I worked that night. And then went to my other home: my folks' house so that I could take care of the animals while they were away.
I was out with friends last saturday night, and started talking to this really cute guy named Dave. But he was with his friends, about 10 years younger than me, and didn't seem interested in getting my phone number or talking further than the chit-chat at the bar. Ah well . . .
And then my high school was having an anniversary celebration, to which I went with my mom, since she still teaches there. There was this cute teacher from the art department. I looked him up on Facebook when I cot home, and his profile said that he was single, but only about 2 years older than me. But, I've got some feelers aout about him, to see if I might have turned his head, too.
In any case . . .
I'll be making vegan mexican sometime soon. And possibly a cheesecake or baklava.
In any case ...
Slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Garlic Bread / Italian Bread
Last night, I got a hankering to make bread from scratch. It was around 8pm, though. And by the time I had found a couple of recipes, it was 8:30pm, and getting later. I laid on the couch for a bit before I finally decided to do it tomorrow. (Meaning, right now, today.)
Whenever I don't know how to do something, I research. This time, I googled 'basic italian bread recipes.' The first one was an Emeril. The second was an allrecipes.com. And I saw something that said garlic knots. The measurements were all pretty much the same; a few differences : sugar in one; cake yeast instead of packaged yeast; specific type of flour, etc. . .
Two things I always keep in my cupboard are packages of active dry yeast and flour - though I keep that in the freezer. So, I pulled out 2 packages of the yeast and one bag of flour. (The packages usually come in groups of three, and the flour is a 2 pound bag, which yields a touch over 6 cups) Then, a big bowl. I emptied the yeast into the bowl. Added 2 cups of lukewarm water (about the temperature that you'd make a baby bottle). Let it sit for about 5 minutes. Then, add the bag of flour. (it's easier than actually measuring it out).
You can use a fork or a whisk to start mixing it all together, but it won't hurt it all to sit for a little bit while you chop extremely fine about half of a bulb of garlic and then sautee it, to soften the sharpness. Then add the garlic to the mixture. Next, add a tablespoon of salt and a tablespoon of sugar. And add oregano, basil, parsely and dill (your basic italian spices). Mix it all together.
It's hard to describe what you're looking for if you've never made a dough of any sort, but you want it to be a uniform consistency, able to stick together yet not sticky. Once you've got it together like that, then start kneading it. For those of you with cats, its very similar to what they do with their claws on your when they're *happy*. Knead the dough for about 5 to 10 minutes. Then, compact it into a ball, place in a bowl or on a tray and cover it. Set your timer for and hour and a half to two hours and go do something else productive.
In that time, the dough should double in size. The next thing to do is 'punch it down.' Basically, deflate it. Knead it again for a few minutes. Get it rolled into a loaf form and let it rise again - covered - for a little while, though for less time this time. About 15 to 30 minutes. The dough should almost double in size again. Set the oven to 425 degrees. Uncover the dough and bake for 30 to 45 minutes, until the crust is a pretty golden brown.
And, like most of my recipes, my love life is starting from scratch. Again. Haven't heard from serial texter in a few days, though I had already written him off. I need to go somewhere other than work to meet people, but right now, the funds are there to do that. So . . . I'm thinking it'll be a couple of weeks but then I'll be out.
I'll be cooking before that, though. so . . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Whenever I don't know how to do something, I research. This time, I googled 'basic italian bread recipes.' The first one was an Emeril. The second was an allrecipes.com. And I saw something that said garlic knots. The measurements were all pretty much the same; a few differences : sugar in one; cake yeast instead of packaged yeast; specific type of flour, etc. . .
Two things I always keep in my cupboard are packages of active dry yeast and flour - though I keep that in the freezer. So, I pulled out 2 packages of the yeast and one bag of flour. (The packages usually come in groups of three, and the flour is a 2 pound bag, which yields a touch over 6 cups) Then, a big bowl. I emptied the yeast into the bowl. Added 2 cups of lukewarm water (about the temperature that you'd make a baby bottle). Let it sit for about 5 minutes. Then, add the bag of flour. (it's easier than actually measuring it out).
You can use a fork or a whisk to start mixing it all together, but it won't hurt it all to sit for a little bit while you chop extremely fine about half of a bulb of garlic and then sautee it, to soften the sharpness. Then add the garlic to the mixture. Next, add a tablespoon of salt and a tablespoon of sugar. And add oregano, basil, parsely and dill (your basic italian spices). Mix it all together.
It's hard to describe what you're looking for if you've never made a dough of any sort, but you want it to be a uniform consistency, able to stick together yet not sticky. Once you've got it together like that, then start kneading it. For those of you with cats, its very similar to what they do with their claws on your
In that time, the dough should double in size. The next thing to do is 'punch it down.' Basically, deflate it. Knead it again for a few minutes. Get it rolled into a loaf form and let it rise again - covered - for a little while, though for less time this time. About 15 to 30 minutes. The dough should almost double in size again. Set the oven to 425 degrees. Uncover the dough and bake for 30 to 45 minutes, until the crust is a pretty golden brown.
And, like most of my recipes, my love life is starting from scratch. Again. Haven't heard from serial texter in a few days, though I had already written him off. I need to go somewhere other than work to meet people, but right now, the funds are there to do that. So . . . I'm thinking it'll be a couple of weeks but then I'll be out.
I'll be cooking before that, though. so . . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Friday, February 26, 2010
Stuffed Potato Au Gratin, kind of
Today was fairly productive: I went to the gym, I did laundry, and read a few of the magazines I needed to catch up on. One of them, Bon Appetit, gaveme an idea. There was a recipe for some meat or sausage and potato gratin, layering the potatoes and cheese, and pouring over top a broth/wine and flour concoction,
I had been planning on making mashed potatoes tonight, to use up the four good sized russet potatoes I have had waiting for me. I checked my fridge - sure enough, half a red onion and 8oz of baby bella mushrooms. So, I gathered things together, along with a bag of MorningStar Meal Starters recipe crumbles and 5 small garlic cloves. I sliced the mushrooms, diced the onions and garlic, and put them in a bowl with the veggie crumbles and mixed well. I added oregano, salt & pepper, parsley, and a touch of paprika.
I sliced the potatoes and placed them in a layer along the bottom of a 9x11 pan/casserole dish. Then, a layer of the mushroom/onion/crumble mixture. Then, I poured about half a can of petite diced tomatoes. Then, a layer of shredded soy cheese - Soy-Sation Cheddar-Jack-Mozzarella in this case. Repeat until all the potatoes, mixture and tomatoes are used.
The next thing I did was to make a roux - melted margarine and flour - to which I added about 2 cups of soy milk. I then poured this over the potatoes and added a final layer of shredded soy cheese. Covered with foil, into the oven at 350 degress farenheit, and set the kitchen timer for 45 minutes. So, we'll see how it turns out. At that point, take the foil off and cook for another 40 to 50 minutes.
For those of you curious as to what exactly the gratin is in potatoes au gratin, I looked it up on Wikipedia. This is what they say, "Gratin is a widely used culinary technique in food preparation in which an ingredient is topped with a browned crust, often using breadcrumbs, grated cheese, egg and/or butter. Gratin originated in French cuisine and is usually prepared in a shallow dish of some kind. A gratin is baked or broiled to form a golden crust on top and is traditionally served in its baking dish." Here's the link, if you want more : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gratin
There is nothing new to report on the dating front. No word from C, but there weren't sparks there anyways, so I'm not too disappointed. S has slowed his texting, and even when given explicit dates to ask me out, he bailed. Here is the text-versation:
S: I saved ur paper 4 whenevr u hve a nite off
Me: I am off all day thurs & fri & sunday
S: Sweeeeeeeeeetness . . . .let me know. .
Me: I just gave you the options. you let me know
S: O yeah thats cool . . . Ill let u know then. . :)
All of that was on monday. Then, come thursday, S texts this: If ud like 2 . . .Come by my abode 2nite . . Let me know
I don't know about you, but that's not my idea of going out. Also, if I'm not important enough to make plans in advance with, then don't bother. I won't be your last-minute back-up plan.
Well, that's all for now . . .
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
I had been planning on making mashed potatoes tonight, to use up the four good sized russet potatoes I have had waiting for me. I checked my fridge - sure enough, half a red onion and 8oz of baby bella mushrooms. So, I gathered things together, along with a bag of MorningStar Meal Starters recipe crumbles and 5 small garlic cloves. I sliced the mushrooms, diced the onions and garlic, and put them in a bowl with the veggie crumbles and mixed well. I added oregano, salt & pepper, parsley, and a touch of paprika.
I sliced the potatoes and placed them in a layer along the bottom of a 9x11 pan/casserole dish. Then, a layer of the mushroom/onion/crumble mixture. Then, I poured about half a can of petite diced tomatoes. Then, a layer of shredded soy cheese - Soy-Sation Cheddar-Jack-Mozzarella in this case. Repeat until all the potatoes, mixture and tomatoes are used.
The next thing I did was to make a roux - melted margarine and flour - to which I added about 2 cups of soy milk. I then poured this over the potatoes and added a final layer of shredded soy cheese. Covered with foil, into the oven at 350 degress farenheit, and set the kitchen timer for 45 minutes. So, we'll see how it turns out. At that point, take the foil off and cook for another 40 to 50 minutes.
For those of you curious as to what exactly the gratin is in potatoes au gratin, I looked it up on Wikipedia. This is what they say, "Gratin is a widely used culinary technique in food preparation in which an ingredient is topped with a browned crust, often using breadcrumbs, grated cheese, egg and/or butter. Gratin originated in French cuisine and is usually prepared in a shallow dish of some kind. A gratin is baked or broiled to form a golden crust on top and is traditionally served in its baking dish." Here's the link, if you want more : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gratin
There is nothing new to report on the dating front. No word from C, but there weren't sparks there anyways, so I'm not too disappointed. S has slowed his texting, and even when given explicit dates to ask me out, he bailed. Here is the text-versation:
S: I saved ur paper 4 whenevr u hve a nite off
Me: I am off all day thurs & fri & sunday
S: Sweeeeeeeeeetness . . . .let me know. .
Me: I just gave you the options. you let me know
S: O yeah thats cool . . . Ill let u know then. . :)
All of that was on monday. Then, come thursday, S texts this: If ud like 2 . . .Come by my abode 2nite . . Let me know
I don't know about you, but that's not my idea of going out. Also, if I'm not important enough to make plans in advance with, then don't bother. I won't be your last-minute back-up plan.
Well, that's all for now . . .
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>))
Monday, February 22, 2010
What I want to do . . .
I would love to email my ex and go off on him, and ask him if he misses me? does he regret the way he ended things? But, I won't. Yet I'm still here, home from work, and having spent the past two and a half hours playing games on the computer, being constantly reminded that I have no life. Which is why my thoughts go back to me ex. Even if it wasn't perfect, it was still sharing.
I think that's what I miss most: coming home to share how the day went, even if it was peachy dandy, with nothing much happening. But there was still someone to share with. And that's one thing that is very important to me: they have to ask how my day went. They have to have some semblance of caring about my day-to-day. Because those are the first words out of my mounth when they walk through the door.
S texted me about the rain today. Ok. If you really want to share, ask me out. Get to know me. Let's talk in person. Let's share experiences. Let's build memories together. This texting is just starting to annoy me.
Which makes me think of S in Illinois. And I just get confused thinking about him. Three visits in as many months. Yet he says nothing more. And he'll get crass when he's drunk and pissy.
No recipes this time. But I'm getting in the mood to make cheesecake (vegan, of course) so . . . Admittedly, my meals have been less than lackluster lately. Popcorn can be very filling.
And in another month, I'll be re-directing funds in my 401k to the self-directed brokerage account option. So . . . I'll have some thoughts to share about those. {I'm still kicking myself for not picking up Steak-N-Shake (SNS) back in November, when it was cheap. I'd have had a 2000% return right now. But hey, you can't play if you can't pay. C'est la vie.
in any case . . .
slainte . .
Mulu :>p
I think that's what I miss most: coming home to share how the day went, even if it was peachy dandy, with nothing much happening. But there was still someone to share with. And that's one thing that is very important to me: they have to ask how my day went. They have to have some semblance of caring about my day-to-day. Because those are the first words out of my mounth when they walk through the door.
S texted me about the rain today. Ok. If you really want to share, ask me out. Get to know me. Let's talk in person. Let's share experiences. Let's build memories together. This texting is just starting to annoy me.
Which makes me think of S in Illinois. And I just get confused thinking about him. Three visits in as many months. Yet he says nothing more. And he'll get crass when he's drunk and pissy.
No recipes this time. But I'm getting in the mood to make cheesecake (vegan, of course) so . . . Admittedly, my meals have been less than lackluster lately. Popcorn can be very filling.
And in another month, I'll be re-directing funds in my 401k to the self-directed brokerage account option. So . . . I'll have some thoughts to share about those. {I'm still kicking myself for not picking up Steak-N-Shake (SNS) back in November, when it was cheap. I'd have had a 2000% return right now. But hey, you can't play if you can't pay. C'est la vie.
in any case . . .
slainte . .
Mulu :>p
Saturday, February 20, 2010
What do men want?
Ok. I've come to the conclusion that S. is simply a serial texter. It doesn't matter how much I flirt or hint, or even come right out and say, "when are we going to go out?" he just doesn't get it and won't ask me out, or respond in the affirmative when I've said as much. So, I've decided that I will respond to his texts, but I'm not going to initiate them, or actively pursue him.
As Justin Long's character in "He's just not that into you" says, 'if a guy wants to be with you, he will make it happen.
And as far as C, he wanted to get together last weekend, when I had first gotten back, but I told him that I needed to hook up with my mom and was taking my grandmom to 'Valentine's Day' on V-day. I suggested this weekend, but I haven't heard from him. He's a really nice guy. But there just aren't any sparks there. And I'm not sure I want to invest my time and get attached if I'm not 100% sure. I think if I have this much doubt about the possibility of long term, then it won't work out.
So all of this makes me wonder if I am ever going to find someone to spend the rest of my life with. I'm getting up there, and I definately think that the clock is running out. I had told my ex that he was my last chance for happily-ever-after. I'm starting to fear that that might have been right.
And then, to add to the confusion, is S from Illinois. He's coming back out, driving this time. Why would had spend all this time (three weekends) and money (plane fare and gas) to come see me? The first time, with the free plane ticket, a long distance booty call is justified. But a second? and a third? And he'll never admit to feelings. And he can be very crass and mean. So, I'm just confused as to what he wants, ultimately.
In any case . . .
slainte . . . .
Mulu :>}
As Justin Long's character in "He's just not that into you" says, 'if a guy wants to be with you, he will make it happen.
And as far as C, he wanted to get together last weekend, when I had first gotten back, but I told him that I needed to hook up with my mom and was taking my grandmom to 'Valentine's Day' on V-day. I suggested this weekend, but I haven't heard from him. He's a really nice guy. But there just aren't any sparks there. And I'm not sure I want to invest my time and get attached if I'm not 100% sure. I think if I have this much doubt about the possibility of long term, then it won't work out.
So all of this makes me wonder if I am ever going to find someone to spend the rest of my life with. I'm getting up there, and I definately think that the clock is running out. I had told my ex that he was my last chance for happily-ever-after. I'm starting to fear that that might have been right.
And then, to add to the confusion, is S from Illinois. He's coming back out, driving this time. Why would had spend all this time (three weekends) and money (plane fare and gas) to come see me? The first time, with the free plane ticket, a long distance booty call is justified. But a second? and a third? And he'll never admit to feelings. And he can be very crass and mean. So, I'm just confused as to what he wants, ultimately.
In any case . . .
slainte . . . .
Mulu :>}
Sunday, February 14, 2010
V Day 2010
Well, it's Valentine's Day. And I don't have a Valentine. So, I'm going to go see the movie Valentine's Day with a cast of millions by myself. I've posted on Facebook just in case anyone want's to join me.
On the male front: C wanted to get together this weekend, but I told him that I had to hook up with my folks and was taking my grandmother to the movie. There just aren't fireworks when I'm with him or when I think about him.
S texted alot early in the week, but I haven't heard from him for about 3 days. He excites me some, but it seems like all he wants to do is text. And I'm not satified with that. I want to go out. I want to stay in. I want to actually do things together. Not text about it.
And then there's S from Illinois. He's coming for another visit. I can't figure out his thoughts. Or feelings. And, he can be a complete a@@ sometimes. His language is crass and crude, and he can be very demeaning. So, he just confuses me.
So, not much has changed or happened in the past week. I made a lasagna. But for now, I'm off to get some movie theatre popcorn. YEA!
in any csae . . .
slainte. . .
Mulu :>))
On the male front: C wanted to get together this weekend, but I told him that I had to hook up with my folks and was taking my grandmother to the movie. There just aren't fireworks when I'm with him or when I think about him.
S texted alot early in the week, but I haven't heard from him for about 3 days. He excites me some, but it seems like all he wants to do is text. And I'm not satified with that. I want to go out. I want to stay in. I want to actually do things together. Not text about it.
And then there's S from Illinois. He's coming for another visit. I can't figure out his thoughts. Or feelings. And, he can be a complete a@@ sometimes. His language is crass and crude, and he can be very demeaning. So, he just confuses me.
So, not much has changed or happened in the past week. I made a lasagna. But for now, I'm off to get some movie theatre popcorn. YEA!
in any csae . . .
slainte. . .
Mulu :>))
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
on Vacay
I am out in the not-so-wild west, taking care of my precious 6and a half year old neice while her parents (my sister and her husband) are off playing south of the border at a conference. The weather has been BEAUTIFUL! I walk outside without a jacket, reach up and pick an orange to eat right then and there.
Food for this child, however, is very boring : mac and cheese, chicken nuggets, and (thankfully) fruit. But there is nothing that even resembles a culinary challege.
She asked me last night, "Do you have a boyfriend?" I told her a was seeing a couple of guys. First, she said I should pick the most handsome one. Then it was the richest one. Then it was the nicest one. Then, she went back to the most handsome one. Kids these days!
S has texted me a little bit. C has caught up with me on Facebook.
There's not really that much more to write about. I'll be back in about a week.
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Food for this child, however, is very boring : mac and cheese, chicken nuggets, and (thankfully) fruit. But there is nothing that even resembles a culinary challege.
She asked me last night, "Do you have a boyfriend?" I told her a was seeing a couple of guys. First, she said I should pick the most handsome one. Then it was the richest one. Then it was the nicest one. Then, she went back to the most handsome one. Kids these days!
S has texted me a little bit. C has caught up with me on Facebook.
There's not really that much more to write about. I'll be back in about a week.
in any case. . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Crowded House
I went through my cd's the other night after I got home from watching the Saints beat the Vikes and found my Crowded House cd. I was looking for Sex Pistols, but I must have that on cassette tape only. . . . moot point. I've added it to my iTunes collection and now it is piping through my computer's speakers, along with Supertramp and many others.
Sunday was mostly fun : I had to work, but the championship games started late, so I was able to catch some of them. While at work, the tv was on in the break room, so I caught snippets of the Jets/Colts game. All the while, I was getting texts from a couple of friends wondering where I was . . . So, as soon as we closed, I headed for the local establishment and caught up with both of them, P and S. Seeing P was just bonus ~ hadn't talked in ages, and he hadn't responded to my texts the past few weeks.
In any case . . . S and I watched the game. P was sitting next to us. At the end of the game, S and I headed to my place. We were up late - mostly talking and listening to music. Finally, we crashed . . . . in the same bed . . . and we actually discussed whether or not too . . .you know . . . but I really wanted to not immediately hop into the sack, proverbially speaking, so we kept things PG rated. Mostly.
Exhausted the next day, though - very little sleep. But . . . it is now tuesday, and I've prepared one of the fillings for tha hand-made ravioli that I'm making for C tomorrow night. Him and his dog are coming over! (a little nervous, though)
The filling is a simple mushroom mix :
8oz baby bellas, finelt diced
1 red onion, finely diced
~ 6 garlic cloves, finely diced
spices :
rosemary
oregano
a hint of dill
black pepper
bay leaf
saute` ingredients in olive oil over medium heat until onions are clear, about 5 to 10 minutes.
And hand-made ravioli is very simple :
1 part semolina flour
1 part water
white flour
Mix water to semolina flour, adding slowly and mixing. Form dough into ball and place into a bowl, covering with a damp cloth. Take an egg-sized piece [I know, it seems wrong for a vegan to utilze an egg, even if it is only for literary comparision] Roll out on a flat surface covered in white flour to prevent sticking.
Using a ravioli maker, place rolled out sheet of pasta on bottom part. Add spoonfuls of filling to each spot. Cover with second sheet of rolled out pasta. Use rolling pin to impress edges and then flip out of ravioli maker. Viola!
Very simple . . .
The other filling, other than soy cheese, that I'm thinking about is soy chorizo with onions and olives. But, we'll see. . . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Sunday was mostly fun : I had to work, but the championship games started late, so I was able to catch some of them. While at work, the tv was on in the break room, so I caught snippets of the Jets/Colts game. All the while, I was getting texts from a couple of friends wondering where I was . . . So, as soon as we closed, I headed for the local establishment and caught up with both of them, P and S. Seeing P was just bonus ~ hadn't talked in ages, and he hadn't responded to my texts the past few weeks.
In any case . . . S and I watched the game. P was sitting next to us. At the end of the game, S and I headed to my place. We were up late - mostly talking and listening to music. Finally, we crashed . . . . in the same bed . . . and we actually discussed whether or not too . . .you know . . . but I really wanted to not immediately hop into the sack, proverbially speaking, so we kept things PG rated. Mostly.
Exhausted the next day, though - very little sleep. But . . . it is now tuesday, and I've prepared one of the fillings for tha hand-made ravioli that I'm making for C tomorrow night. Him and his dog are coming over! (a little nervous, though)
The filling is a simple mushroom mix :
8oz baby bellas, finelt diced
1 red onion, finely diced
~ 6 garlic cloves, finely diced
spices :
rosemary
oregano
a hint of dill
black pepper
bay leaf
saute` ingredients in olive oil over medium heat until onions are clear, about 5 to 10 minutes.
And hand-made ravioli is very simple :
1 part semolina flour
1 part water
white flour
Mix water to semolina flour, adding slowly and mixing. Form dough into ball and place into a bowl, covering with a damp cloth. Take an egg-sized piece [I know, it seems wrong for a vegan to utilze an egg, even if it is only for literary comparision] Roll out on a flat surface covered in white flour to prevent sticking.
Using a ravioli maker, place rolled out sheet of pasta on bottom part. Add spoonfuls of filling to each spot. Cover with second sheet of rolled out pasta. Use rolling pin to impress edges and then flip out of ravioli maker. Viola!
Very simple . . .
The other filling, other than soy cheese, that I'm thinking about is soy chorizo with onions and olives. But, we'll see. . . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu :>)
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Honky Tonk
I went to work today from 9 to 5 (sounds like that should be a song . . . hm.m.m.m.m) And the plan was to then go to the gym, workout, come home and get ready to go out with C. to see this band - the Honky Tonk Experience - play at a local establishment. Well, all of that happened. But last night I started some kind of sinus/head cold thing, so I've been not feeling the greatest today. Most of me was wanting to cancel, and stay home. But . . . after work, I did go to the gym. I didn't do weights, but I swam a little over a mile and a quarter. Came home. Showered. And, with the sore nose/difficult breathing, tiredly awaited C. to pick me up.
Well, after me, we drove to a friend's of his to pick him up. And two other couples were to meet us out ~ one was celebrating her 50th! Seats were scarce; C & I ended up sitting at this table with some people he had met before while his friend sat at another table with folks he kinda knew, too. This establishment was very family oriented - down to the seating. I had checked it out on-line earlier, though, so I knew there would be something I could eat there.
The main offering is 'Bama style BBQ. C ordered the pulled pork. (What exactly is pulled meat? And people think what I eat is weird!!) I ordered the portobello 'burger'/sandwich. [It's become such a staple at meateries . . . ]
Well. In a nut shell. That was the best portabello 'burger/sandwich' I've ever had. The menu says they saute` it for 24 hours - and it's more than just a basalmic vinegar ~ it didn't have that tang . . . I'm half tempted to write to Bon Appetite's foodie column to get the recipe . . .
But . . . it's now 1:26am. I need to go to bed. That was a fantabulous portabello! great band - heard some songs I haven't heard for 15 - 20 years! C put his hand on my back, gentle (appropriate) touches. He dropped me off. Came in for a few - that turned into almost an hour! Some kissing. some playing with the dog (who is now in his crate, sleeping b/c mommy hasn't gone to bed yet)
I suggested that C come by on wednesday. That I could cook dinner. That he could bring his baby, his dog, to meet mine.
So . . .
We'll see.
But the question is : vegan {tofu} lasgana? or a 'meat' and potatoes type meal? Grill in the winter? Decisions . . . .
I'll let ya'll know.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu
Well, after me, we drove to a friend's of his to pick him up. And two other couples were to meet us out ~ one was celebrating her 50th! Seats were scarce; C & I ended up sitting at this table with some people he had met before while his friend sat at another table with folks he kinda knew, too. This establishment was very family oriented - down to the seating. I had checked it out on-line earlier, though, so I knew there would be something I could eat there.
The main offering is 'Bama style BBQ. C ordered the pulled pork. (What exactly is pulled meat? And people think what I eat is weird!!) I ordered the portobello 'burger'/sandwich. [It's become such a staple at meateries . . . ]
Well. In a nut shell. That was the best portabello 'burger/sandwich' I've ever had. The menu says they saute` it for 24 hours - and it's more than just a basalmic vinegar ~ it didn't have that tang . . . I'm half tempted to write to Bon Appetite's foodie column to get the recipe . . .
But . . . it's now 1:26am. I need to go to bed. That was a fantabulous portabello! great band - heard some songs I haven't heard for 15 - 20 years! C put his hand on my back, gentle (appropriate) touches. He dropped me off. Came in for a few - that turned into almost an hour! Some kissing. some playing with the dog (who is now in his crate, sleeping b/c mommy hasn't gone to bed yet)
I suggested that C come by on wednesday. That I could cook dinner. That he could bring his baby, his dog, to meet mine.
So . . .
We'll see.
But the question is : vegan {tofu} lasgana? or a 'meat' and potatoes type meal? Grill in the winter? Decisions . . . .
I'll let ya'll know.
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Redux
I'm going to change this a little: not so much focused on food, but still containing food, but more babbling nonsense.
I headed out this morning to get some cat food and makings for goulash. I FINALLY made it home! But, I got a TON of errands accomplished: gas in the car; bones for the dog; food for the cat; and groceries for me!
Now, I'm going to try an make hungarian goulash, vegan style, of course, so I'll let you know how it goes. But I probably won't make it until tuesday or so. And I need to make lasgana very soon, but I'm hoping the someone will accept my offer to cook for him, first. But, it's been about two weeks and no phone call, so I'm losing hope on that one.
This afternoon, I'm headed deep into the enemy territory of my high school alma mater to watch the playoff games with C. He's taken me to dinner twice - a perfect gentleman. And, he's as into his dog as I am into mine! One of the things I picked up at the grocery store was avacoados - 2 for $1. So, I might make some guacamole to bring with me.
One interesting thing about the goulash - it calls for worchester sauce. Which contains anchovies. So, looking at the other ingredients on the label, I picked up molasses, clove, I have garlic and vinegar, and I'm going to try to make my own. I'll do a little research online first, but . . .
Well, that's it for now . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu
I headed out this morning to get some cat food and makings for goulash. I FINALLY made it home! But, I got a TON of errands accomplished: gas in the car; bones for the dog; food for the cat; and groceries for me!
Now, I'm going to try an make hungarian goulash, vegan style, of course, so I'll let you know how it goes. But I probably won't make it until tuesday or so. And I need to make lasgana very soon, but I'm hoping the someone will accept my offer to cook for him, first. But, it's been about two weeks and no phone call, so I'm losing hope on that one.
This afternoon, I'm headed deep into the enemy territory of my high school alma mater to watch the playoff games with C. He's taken me to dinner twice - a perfect gentleman. And, he's as into his dog as I am into mine! One of the things I picked up at the grocery store was avacoados - 2 for $1. So, I might make some guacamole to bring with me.
One interesting thing about the goulash - it calls for worchester sauce. Which contains anchovies. So, looking at the other ingredients on the label, I picked up molasses, clove, I have garlic and vinegar, and I'm going to try to make my own. I'll do a little research online first, but . . .
Well, that's it for now . .
in any case . . .
slainte . . .
Mulu
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