Happy Slushy Valentines!

So I went to an author reading by Christopher Moore last night and I have to say he is hysterical. Another author who doesn't actually read at his readings which I am finding are usually a bit more entertaining. I've read several of his books Lamb, The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove and my favorite holiday book ever The Stupidest Angel. And he has a great website where he recommends other fun books to read while you are waiting for one of his to come out.

While he touched on many topics what I came away with most is a new phrase to add to my lexicon. He was telling us about pitching ideas to tv execs who wanted to make his books into shows when he suddenly has an FI moment. FI moment? When you suddenly realize you are talking to a fucking idiot. Like people being dumber than bags of hammers I know that I will start muttering under my breath "It's okay you're just having an FI moment - it'll pass." Not very PC or genteel but this is from a man whose new book is called You Suck.

Random thoughts

Apparently there is going to be a storm on Wednesday, Valentines Day. That made me think that Mother Nature is clearly single. Then I thought, wait, that makes her a single mom, since you've never heard of a Father Nature. No wonder she hates Valentines Day! Some guy knocked her up with hurricanes and tornadoes and then took off, probably leaving her for some young chippie without monsoon issues.

Unless maybe she just didn't take his name and kept her maiden name. I mean what if she was married to Father Time? Then she'd be Mother Nature-Time and that sounds way too much like some cheesy kids show segment.

I don't know...these are just the things that pop into my head sometimes....All I know is I better wear boots on Wednesday.....

Yummy weekend!

So this weekend packed full of some new culinary delights. Friday night I tried out UBurger in Kenmore Square, I'm not sure it lived up to the hype since I had seen glowing blurbs on it in the Globe Magazine and Phantom Gourmet. But it was a good, cheap burger and the french fries and onion rings were really good. All in a all a good spot when I am craving the red meat.

Then Saturday after seeing the Fashion Show exhibit at the MFA we all headed over the Squealing Pig (I love the name it's so very Deliverance). Oh, I should mention the museum trip, a small exhibit with gorgeous dresses, the John Galliano for Chanel were wonderful - how can you not love dresses with sequined skulls along the bottom? But I am not sure if it was worth the hefty ticket price so if you can get in free go - if not get a copy of W.

Back to the vittles....I had the yummiest sandwich at the Squealing Pig, roast chicken and onion with smoked gouda in a pressed panini-type sandwich. Pretty much it could have been blah, blah, blah....smoked gouda. I am my mother's daughter. There's a note on the menu that the bread for the restaurant is made at Clear Flour Bread. So Meg asks me if I go there and of course I am clueless. Turns out its right on the Brookline/Allston/Brighton edge. So instead of heading home Meg and I decide to find the bakery. She's been there before and always gets lost and this time was no different, we find ourselved wandering around the back roads of Brookline searching for bread.


Finally, we make it there and our quest was totally worth it. It's a teeny, tiny bakery that can maybe fit 6 customers. We waited outside until we could fit and were rewarded with the most amazing smells and sights. Focaccias, baguettes, brioches.....including heart-shaped baguettes for Valentines Day. I treated myself to these great poppy bread sticks made with garlic butter and a single chocolate-chip cookie. And the best news of all is that they're open 'til 8pm during the week and are right on my way home!

Piggle

My favorite muse is my niece Michelle as she is always fun to make things for and since she is small they are not overwhelming time-wise. (Except the elephant that I stayed up all night to finish for her birthday, but that's my fault for not reading the finished size. Who expected him to be a foot long? )

Anyway, I was having a tough time figuring out what to make her this year for Hannukah and then the Winter Knitty came out and my problem was solved. For the girl who live in ponytails, piggle was the perfect thing.

I have to thank my sister for the photo since the only time Michelle wanted to wear the hat all weekend was while I was in the shower. I have been told that since then, she has asked specifically to wear it to school where she has been ooh'd and aah'd over. And she announced proudly that "My Auntie Sarah made this for me". That of course makes me melt.

They Said What???

"Read? I don't read. My brain works too fast for me to read." - L.

As told to me by a co-worker when asked about book groups. Boy, am I glad to be slow-brained.

There was a little girl with a little curl...

I came in this morning with my haircut, a good haircut, a shorter by like 6 inches haircut. And do I get any acknowlegement at all....uh no. Either they are clueless or they are doing the stare at me for a good half a minute but then they don't say anything at all. I must remember that most of them have very little taste, if any, and that I don't need their approval but it would be nice for someone to even notice it happened even if they don't like it! But apparently in bizarro world that just doesn't happen.

So in conclusion - they suck.

Thrown for a Fruit Loop

So I'm in the kitchen at work rinsing off blueberries for breakfast and I'm chatting with a co-worker and in the course of this conversation she says "Can I try one? I've never had one like this before." Yes, I have to admit I was somewhat horrified that someone had never eaten a fresh blueberry before only in muffin form. This is someone from Boston! It's not like the Maine blueberries have a far way to travel! Then she says she only likes bumpy berries - meaning rasberries or blackberries she's not sure which. This is why rickets is coming back! (I think rickets is the new scurvy).

It's okay, I'm good now....then I started thinking that someone could then think the same about me (horrors!) since there are lots of fruits and veggies I've never had or say I don't like even though I haven't tried them again as an adult. So I decided that I am going to work this year to try every fruit and veggie that I normally don't eat. I figure with Haymarket and the 88 at my disposal I can end up trying some really weird stuff.

Bon Appetit!