What the hell have I been doing? How is it June? And also - thank goodness it's June. The sun is shining and everything is green today. Yay :)
April was pretty much spent in North Dakota at Mom and Dad's, where I fell in love with #236. Pictured below. Good 1500 pound puppy.
Speaking of puppies.... these two are still adorable. And hungry. And in love with me :)
I had some out of town guests, which meant I got to act like a tourist in my own town, which meant LOTS of good restaurants and seeing the theeeeatah. The set reminded me of my old Barbie furniture.
I brought a handsome fellow home with me on one of my trips to ND.
Lockey sat on his head.
It's neighbor season! Triple fisting it is normal during this season.
Though I'm pretty sure that middle one is water.
I helped set up for a themed baby shower where my only contribution was blowing up that duck. Then I tied that white tulle around it's head. Came up with that little tulle gem on my own. Crafty I am not.
The other night I was absorbed... nay... sucked into watching archived videos on my computer. A stolen laptop will make you do such things. Watch hours of old video and just be grateful that I BACK THAT SHIT UP.
Ironically, it was the next day that I discovered Vine. A new app similar to instagram, it is video sharing. And I am ever so gently falling in deep deep love with it. Videos. They're the best. The best Jerry! I've been watching too much Seinfeld.
Back to those old videos that had me cramping in my cheeks. I certainly can't share them on Vine, but why not share them here? It would be a travesty if I were the only one to enjoy Hazel's first steps with epic music in the background. or Paul's grinning face. or me snoring covered in stuffed animals. Those videos have, after all, survived not one, but two robberies. And a hard drive malfunction.
Have I mentioned you should always back your shit up?
To kick off it off... I give you "hanging with mom." Circa 2007.
Literally just hanging out with my mom in ND. Probably showing her photos which lead to a video demonstration. Which is what you see above.
A sore throat, coughing, achy sickness. I'm a typical nurse, I only go to the doctor if I'm dying. And calling in sick to work.. come on.. they need me. But really... I am replaceable. Though I'm sure the smoker-for-40-years-hacking-trucker voice is sexy to some, patients probably don't enjoy it.
So today I nap, drink tea and snuggle poodles.
And hey... how do you like my new cutting board? Hand made by a friendly friend :)
Let's not discuss my sweet work schedule. (It's awesome)
Let's not discuss how my recent second-job-travel-assignment was cancelled. (Last minute)
Let's not discuss how that secretly thrilled me. (It did)
Let's not discuss how I'm turning into a homebody. (Fact.)
Sum it up: I had a surprise week off this past week. With no plans. Not bad at all.
What to do? Go out to eat.
Lunch at Tilia.
Where the server literally used the phrase "I can course it out for you." Yes. Go ahead and course it out for us. Delicious. I have never been disappointed at Tilia. We arrived at 11 am and were the first people there. Within 15 minutes the place was a nut house. In a good way. We had 5 courses (don't judge). The Squash Soup was my favorite, and it was an accidental course that we hadn't even ordered. The secret ingredient? Maple vinegar tapioca pearls. Made in house. I kid you not.
Dinner at Pizzeria Lola.
Oh Lola. I love you. And this was an especially fun trip. One pizza. Several beers. Good conversation. We shut that place down.
Lunch at Gandhi Mahal.
For the buffet. I love Indian food. And I love the lady I dined with. Thankfully she loves me too... since I totally burped, while eating, and continued as if it hadn't happened. Classy. She called me out on it immediately. And that, my friends, is why we are friends.
Lunch at Sea Salt Eatery.
Good. Awesome scenery. A bit hyped up? A bit. But it's lunch outside and that makes it all good no matter if you wait in line for 20 minutes.
Breakfast at Blackbird Cafe.
I adore Blackbird. At the risk of sounding like an old woman, they have a $6 early bird special from 8a-10a that is.... well.... cheap and delicious. Sweet potato biscuit with sausage gravy and perfectly cooked hash browns for $6? Please. Give it to me.
Maybe it's time for me to eat tuna on crackers at home for awhile. (maybe not)
Fun fact: These restaurants are all in South Minneapolis.
Asparagus tart. Thank you Martha. Let it be known... I did not "score the dough at 1 inch intervals" nor did I trim the uneven edges... I respect you Martha... but I'm no fool. (Usually.)
*Waylon Jennings is spinning. Literally.
*I am GIDDY over this. The lines are officially... BURIED. That project took only about... oh... an entire season.
*I keep looking at this photo every hour or so. It is cracking me up.
Baby Zoe. And yet... the old lady. Think about that.
But don't think too hard. It's Thursday after all. Right? Is it Thursday?
Eh. Thursday, Wednesday, Schmednesday.
It's evening time. And that's a nice time.
Asparagus Tart adapted from the above link to the one and only Martha
1 puff pastry, thawed
2 cups-ish grated gruyere cheese
1 lb-ish asparagus, trimmed
salt and pepper
*Thaw the puff pastry at room temp for an hour or so.
*Roll out to a rough shape that will fit into a cookie sheet
*Place on cookie sheet and poke with a fork all over.
*Bake in preheated 400 degree oven for 15 minutes, till slightly browned.
*Top with cheese and asparagus.
*Brush with olive oil and sprinkle with salt and pepper.
*Return to oven for 20-25 minutes till asparagus tender.