Celebrated new haircuts with a bar lunch. “Two IPAs,” I ordered. “Grapefruit IPA or straight IPA?” asked the server. “Straight,” I responded, which felt odd considering the venue.
Category: Eat
No Sausages Today
It’s Tip-The-Fridge Week, which preempts our traditional Sausage Saturday. Tonight we’re having carnitas from the freezer with polenta and a substantial salad. We’re still having ice cream: an intriguing small-batch pint from a local store.
Resistance was Futile
Walked with friends towards donuts.
A Little of What You Fancy…
Stocked up at Seward Co-op for our weekly Sausage Saturday. “A little of what you fancy does you good.” (From a 1915 English music hall song.)
Malcolm Yards
Walked with a friend on an icy trail we’ve cycled many times. Stopped for lunch at Malcolm Yards, a grown-up, cooked-from-scratch food court. The developers stabilized a ruined structure, and built a complementary industrial-style space within the facade.
Fruitcake
Enjoyed a slice of my mother-in-law’s excellent fruitcake. I grew up in the UK where most people seem to love fruitcake, not so much here in the USA. The BBC Website instructs cooks to feed the cake with alcohol every two weeks until Christmas. That might explain the difference.
The Usual
Every week or two we feel lazy, so we head over to our local for dinner. Rachael and Summit for him, Reuben and Surly Furious for me, both with cole-slaw. Then back home for the semifreddo I made for his birthday. It goes well on top of beer… I hope.
Choice Overload
Popped into Lunds & Byerly’s to pick up Oreos for a dessert I’ll assemble for Dwight’s upcoming birthday. (Our co-op doesn’t stock such questionable fare.) The number of variations was overwhelming: decided regular-flavor Oreo Thins would best present a veneer of elegance.
Hiker’s Lunch
Today’s picnic lunch, hiking an Olle Course.
Onigiri: rice, filled with pickled mustard greens, wrapped in nori (seaweed).
Egg sandwich, tuna sandwich.
Caramel custard.
Pocari Sweat.
Less than US$5 from one of Japan’s more than 50,000 wonderful konbini (convenience stores).
Curated Gorp
With a hiking trip Up North next week, it was time for the annual Curation of the Gorp. I like to select a range of ingredients so we can vary the mixture each day.