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well hello lovah

Thursday, September 29th, 2011

Guys, I’m not going to lie.

I just got home from a happy hour that turned into two and a half hours that were happy.

If this post seem a little tipsy, it’s because it is.

You guys, I yelled at a stranger yesterday. I was on the phone with one of my best friends afterwards telling her about how I didn’t understand why I’d turned into a crazy person for the last two weeks….

and then I remembered that I hadn’t eaten sugar for two weeks.

I immediately proceeded to go out with Crockett for sandwiches.

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I ate the remainder for breakfast this morning.

A meatball sandwich for breakfast sounds weird but is quite delicious.

Then school beat the hell out of me. You know that thing where a teacher hands one student the whole pile of homework and that student takes his or her assignment and passes it to the next person?

By the time it got to me, I had the lowest grade remaining in the pile.

Sometimes I hate school.

That was the point at which I started googling law school and the LSAT. I feel like I wouldn’t have the lowest grade at law shcool.

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When I got home, I made a peach, oatmeal, and spinach smoothie.

You know, because I’m eating sugar again.

So ugly. So delicious.

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I started to study for my Mathematical Statistics exam and realized that I’m almost halfway through my notebook for that class, even though I’m only 6 and a half weeks into the semester.

Obviously we’re going to have to take a couple of weeks off, in order to return to an appropriate notebook/lecture balance.

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Thank the happy hour heavens for Yvonne and her drive to drag me away from homework. I was reluctant, but it was the right call.

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Perhaps the chips helped.

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The queso was (maybe) the deciding factor.

Oh wait.

The fabulous conversation was the deciding factor.

Whatever. I’m glad I went to happy hour.

Funny story – I put a big old brined pork butt into a dutch oven at like 1 this afternoon. (Funny story two – the reason that I didn’t put it into the slow cooker is because I inadvertently set the slow cooker on fire last week. WHAT? Slow cookers totally burn.) Then? I forgot. When I got home from happy hour at 8:30, I smelled delicious pork and realized it was still in there.

You guys, I never understood before what people meant when they said meat was like butter.

I do now.

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Since Crockett and I had already eaten, I packed it up for the rest of the week.

And also made coleslaw.

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If both (or either) prove to be delicious, I will share how I went about it.

P.S. I cut myself while making coleslaw, and it’s gross. Totally minor, but gross. If you want to see, scroll on down.

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I know that there are worse things, but this was weird. I don’t know why I was holding a knife. I used forks to shred the pork. The cabbage was pre-shredded.

Basically I’m not great with sharp things, I guess? Are you good with knives? Are there people who own the whole sharp edges thing?

sigh

Tuesday, April 5th, 2011

I’ve been doing absolutely nothing.

I mean, I’ve been doing homework, and cooking, and stuff.

But nothing very exciting.

And also sometimes I just get lazy about the internet.

My computer sometimes really loudly screams DO YOUR HOMEWORK at me, and I can’t sit down at it, because then the screaming is so loud I can’t concentrate on my blog. Or Cracked.com. It’s all very sad.

My food has been boring me. I mean, even if you’re a big deal, how much damn muesli can you eat?

Even if you make a delicious berry sauce (frozen mixed berries and honey heated up together – I’m so slick) – seriously, you can lose your desire for muesli.

That’s why this morning was motherfuckin’ smoothie time.

Last week, my dad came for dinner. He’s working his butt off lately.

I wanted to make him dinner, and I hoped to be inspired.

Don’t get me wrong. We had a good time. At some point, they were smiling, but I kept yelling “LOOK SADDER, DUDES”!

When I put the food down, my dad couldn’t hold the smiles in any longer. Can you blame him? It was june bowls!

June bowls. I mean, they’re delicious. But…

A couple of my girlfriends came over the night after that (this was like a week ago, so at this point I’m a little unclear about which night I’m talking about).

I made salad.

June bowls and salad.

Where is my creativity?

Because I’m feeling a distinct lack of blah blah blah, I made Crockett make me guacamole for lunch yesterday.

At some point I’m going to have to watch him make this, so I can give you guys the recipe.

Everyone who has ever eaten it declares it the best guac ever.

If I watch him make it, though, then I’ll know how, and I won’t be able to insist that he make it for me anymore.

A distinct lack of blah blah blah.

See? I’m not even motivated enough to figure out what it is that I’m lacking. Fortunately, the guac did temporarily assuage the problem …

Enough so that I made a dual pizza.

Pizza dough: Whole Foods.

Green side: olive oil, blanched spinach, goat cheese, very thin potatoes, oregano, salt, pepper, and crushed red pepper.

Red side: olive oil, tomatoes, fresh mozzarella, oregano, basil, salt, pepper, and chopped pine nuts.

Oh, and shaved romano. Afterwards. All over.

It was delicious.

It completely drained my mojo.

Perhaps the fact that we ate it all will replenish said mojo.

I need inspiration.

 

what big eyes you have

Sunday, February 6th, 2011

The thing about making a gigantic dish of pulled pork and living with someone who loves pulled pork as much as you do is that you have to eat as much pulled pork as you can as quickly as possible lest it all disappear into the belly of your fridge sharer.

Pulled pork for lunch.

I made a very silly mistake on Thursday. I assumed that my cold could be beaten by a handerchief.

The less said about that, the better.

After my cold got me kicked out of a meeting (I am not kidding even the tiniest little bit), I took at alternate route to the coffee shop and passed the engineering building. I don’t know what happens in this building, but I’m assuming it’s haunted.

I mean, look at it.

When I got home, Crockett was already heating the remainder of the pork and mandolining the sweet potatoes.

I know I said he wasn’t allowed to touch the mandoline, but he snuck in while I wasn’t paying attention.

Crockett repeated his Dagwood…

And I repeated my breadless stack o’ goodness.

What. We know what we like.

strategerie

Friday, February 4th, 2011

Yesterday it warmed up to a spanking 8 degrees ABOVE zero! ABOVE. I celebrated with a scone for breakfast, and then I had to run some errands. When I got back home it was already like 2 pm – I don’t know how I let the days get away from me like that.

What happens then is that I’m wicked hungry and don’t have time to get all fancy for lunch.

I made a buffalo chik’n wrap, with what turns out was a stale tortilla.

It was hungry enough that I ate it anyway.

Wrap: Taco sized tortilla (preferably not stale), 1 cup of greens, 1 tbs Franks Wing Sauce, 1 Tbs light blue cheese dressing, 4 baby carrots sliced the long way, and one chopped Morningstar Farms Chik’n patty.

Good.

I had some very important daytime photos to take for my still secret project too.

This is that apple chipotle bar from Tuesday night.

And the almond version of the same.

During my errands I’d realized that we had no food for dinner, so I grabbed some $1.99/lb boneless country pork ribs from Albertsons Great Pork Sale! (which makes me laugh every time I see the sign – why the !, Albertsons?). As soon as I got home I put it in the slow cooker with some salt, some water, and some of the super sweet Sweet Baby’s Ray’s bbq sauce I love so much.

When the pork was almost ready, we mandolined up a big ol sweet potato and tossed the chips with about a tablespoon of olive oil and 1-2 tsp of sea salt, then threw them in a 450 degree oven for 25 minutes.

I’d also bought bagged coleslaw veggies (also on sale, but sadly without exclamation points), and we dressed that using some coleslaw dressing Crockett’s mom left behind the last time she was in town.

My plate: lightly dressed coleslaw, chips, and pork with a lil extra bbq sauce.

Crockett’s plate: the Dagwood of bbq pork. Bread, bbq sauce, pork, bbq sauce, coleslaw, bbq sauce, chips and more bbq sauce for good measure. Notice his inability to stop eating it long enough for me to take a picture.

it’s important to eat

Tuesday, December 21st, 2010

It turns out that when I feel overtaxed in my head, my desire to branch out in my belly is the first thing to go. For the last two weeks of the semester, breakfast was a  smoothie…

oatmeal….

or eggs, Crockett style.

I also put the slow cooker into heavy rotation, and made some baked beans and some pulled pork. I bought a bag of pre-shredded cabbage – I swear it’s cheaper – and made coleslaw as needed.

There’s a bbq place here in Boulder county called KT’s. They have a menu item called the June Bowl, which is three of their menu items layered in a styrofoam container and covered in bbq sauce. I always get the beans, pork, and coleslaw. This was my homemade approximation. The bbq sauce I buy at the store is definitely different – I want it to be more vinegary and less sweet. I should probably just learn how to make my own. Recipe recommendations?

Anyway, this was lunch days 4-10, probably.

Crockett got me out of the house for a calamari salad once, and did his best to make me laugh.

The squid on the ketchup did it.

As did the beer stash.

Isn’t he the best?

Anyway, I didn’t waste away to nothing, so clearly food was had. However, I’m so ready to get back to new things – healthy and tasty and exciting things.

And more calamari salad, of course.