Saturday, October 29, 2011

What mamacita is...

Listening to


Happy Halloween, y'all. Our party is tonight. I hope to have pics later this weekend.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

I Get Email

from Daddy:
Well, I went and bought some Rye and Sweet Vermouth in anticipation of creating the perfect Manhattan.   Results: Let's say I'm not a big fan of rye, but I can see acquiring the taste for it.  However, that vermouth crap is just NASTY!  Who can drink that shit and say they like the taste?  I had to catch the cat and lick his ass just to get that vermouth taste out of my mouth.  YUCK!  Pass the raw oysters and broccoli please.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

What mamacita is...

Reading

This is a fine book. I like the chatty introductory bits before each recipe. The recipe for Figgy Piggy Drumsticks looks good, and it's hard to find fault with a chapter called "Things With Cheese." Really, though, I find that my cooking really always comes back to two places:

1. Ina Garten, The Barefoot Contessa, for those times when I'm having my fabulous Hamptons friends over in their matching pastel cashmere sweaters, and

2. Pam Anderson's How to Cook Without a Book, for those times I have to face the people who show up to my table every day and be told that according to Momma's Ridiculous Rules of Etiquette, one is required to wear a shirt to dinner.


Watching

If you ever get one of those free Redbox codes, use it on this. Just don't keep the movie for four days, because regret will set in.

Listening to

It's sometimes hard to listen to tribute albums, because you can't help but compare the remake to the original, all the while thinking "that's not how it goes!" But this record turned out better than I thought. I don't mean to go all Pitchfork on you, but I think that Buddy Holly's songs were so elemental--just bare sketches of songs, ready for any embellishment--that lots of other people can actually do them well, too. There are a few irritating songs on the record (Paul McCartney--WTF was that about, sir?) but there are also some great ones (The Black Keys and, surprisingly enough, Fiona Apple).

You can stream the record here.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Work Woes

1. THIS ^.

2a. My desk is essentially in the office lunchroom. That means I get to smell everything that everyone in the office eats. Most people are considerate of this, but one person is not. Last week for lunch she had garlic-dipped garlic sticks in garlic sauce. I had to leave the building.

2b. People keep leaving shit to rot in the refrigerator that sits 2 feet from my elbow.

2c. There are also numerous discussions of the condiment that dare not speak its name.

3. Sometimes the effort to avoid f-bombs is so great, I think I might sprain something.

I know I shouldn't bitch, because I'm lucky to have a job. BUT BITCH I WILL.

On the plus side:

1. I get adorable art projects from preschoolers all the time.

2. I get to see my friend Cayce all the time.

3. Old ladies bring us brownies all the time.