I want this.
Monday, October 26, 2009
I want this.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
I had this beer over two months ago, and the pictures are actually from then, but never got around to blogging about it. This week I started recording a hard copy of my beer tastings and I realized I didn't remember what I thought about Bear Republic's Red Rocket Ale. Somewhat saddened, I made a mental not to re-try it as soon as possible. Lucky for me, a guacamole craving led me to Sunset Cantina and their ridiculously awesome beer selection.
I stuck with my new, if not always followed, approach of drinking two of the beers in a row to really form an opinion. I really like Red Rocket. It's very bitter and hoppy, as evidenced by its 65+ IBU, but enjoyable all the same. The color is super dark and has a quite pretty opaque/red thing going on. The bitterness means tt's not for everyone, but Beer Advocate agrees with me that it's an overall good beer and sometimes you can't hope for much more than that.
If you had asked me last Friday if I was excited about this Friday, I would have said no. And glared at you. Definition of foul mood. But, much to my surprise, yesterday turned out wonderful.
First I woke up and was feeling sick. And it was raining. And I was thinking about calling in but realized I wanted to be at the internship and so off into the rain I went. I started the 10 minute walk to the subway because there was no bus in sight and within a few seconds I got offered a ride from the security guard. Nice as can be, I had an unawkward conversation with a total stranger and forgot how crappy my stomach felt.
I got to work and sometime around 11:30 a.m. I started thinking soup was the way to go. So I got in line to pay. And the sweet parking guy in front of me added my soup and pita to his tray and thus to his total. I asked him if I looked like I make $0 a year (I do by the way). He said every now and then you just have to do nice things.
Love. Kidding. Kind of. Love is broad.
Work progressed. I don't know if I'm starting to scream charity case or if my coworkers just love me, but I had a afternoon full of caring events which was topped off by this:
Coworker A just kept telling me there isn't a good English word for them and I should just call them "waffle" as that's what all her son's friends call them. Coworker Z told me the name, and I recited it back to her, and I have no idea what she or I said. I'll figure it out. For now, know that they're delicious.
My day was capped off by a trip to a restaurant I've been itching to go to for over a year now. I refound it last weekend while I was walking and asked my current manager/preceptor if it was any good and got his approval before suggesting it to the roommate who was all in. Addis Red Sea, here we come....
Injera. It's good. Different, but good.
E and I both got Yesmsir Alcha which is lentils with tumeric, onions, green peppers, garlic and ginger root. I was excited and completely at ease with this choice because I have a slight obsession with lentils. E was exploring them for the first time but was pleased with her selection.
Let's be honest, everyone was pleased with their selection. I'm getting the Tikle Gomen, cabbage cooked with vegetable oil, garlic, ginger and green peppers, next time though. They sent out some cabbage with our injera and I almost fell face first into it with love. I wish I was exaggerating, but then again my long legs made for somewhat precarious seating so falling could very easily have turned into my reality.
Eating is similar to what I did in Kenya with ugali, and I love eating with my hands so I was perfectly fine/excited about this. Although I must say ugali is much easier to eat with than injera and the whole time I was eating I was sort of wishing this was pojo and chapati. Stay in the moment Kaylee.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
A few weeks ago, okay like two months, I went to visit Vermonter in her home state. While she is surrounded by green somewhere near the Waterbury/Stowe area, we did a day trip into Burlington. The Magic Hat Brewery was the first stop of said day trip and here is a brief photo montage that should have been up the day after my return to Boston:
Vermonter making the industrial bathroom a little more easy on the eyes...
Lit floor...I'm sold....
Sign by future friend should I ever meet them...
Wise soothing face....
How was the overall tour? Fun. And free. They don't really cut you off when it comes to the samples, the short video they show is amusing and the guide informative. It's a loud tour as you are right by the bottling line, but sacrifices must be made.
What did I learn? I learned that the Autumn seasonal also known as Roxy Rolles is awesome.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
When Momma P came into town a couple weeks ago I convinced her to go for a hike her first night. I didn't plan to hike as far as we did, but I did plan on finding dinner along the way. We stuck to the latter resolution even though it required a few more steps than expected. Eventually we agreed on Cafe Porto Bello in South Boston. Their website doesn't do them justice, but a few more site hits probably won't hurt them so I'll link you there anyways. We both ordered the butternut squash soup...talking to Momma P in person is really the only way to understand how well the dish came together (nutmeg necessary) and with that in mind I'll just leave it at it was good. Real good.
The restaurant is teeny and if they're full you're forced to wait outside. This may prove undesirable at times. However, teeny also means cozy and I would be willing to wager that within those walls more than one couple has first exchanged "I love you(s)".
As a word of advice, they know they're good. Or at least they act like it. Which is fine, but don't laugh at the waitress as she does her spiel with a completely straight face regardless if it's appropriate to be doing so or not. She gets defensive real quick. And she looks scrappy.
You'll tip for the food regardless.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Momma P came in town last weekend and was up for not much yet everything all at once. This is how things like fondue parties and me frying pickles while drinking vodka smoothies come into being.
I don't think pretzel sticks or green apple were necessary...
Do you see those fried pickles? Dan McGuinness has my favorite beer batter fried pickles, but mine were just fine and eased my craving. We ended up using egg beaters, let's not even talk about my veganism, but everything worked out in the end.
-4 ounces yogurt (vanilla, peach, blueberry...)
-4-6 ounces vodka
-1 Crystal Light Sunrise Classic Orange packet
-Enough ice so that the blender is fairly full and the liquid can't make it float anymore
Blend the heck out of it all