so good.
I’m also a sucker for weathered-redwood clad buildings. Ye Ole Tyme, etc.
And Stacey and I were just cruising the 120 strip in Oakdale talking about how I’d be happy for a Wendy’s ($.99 salad, $.99 potato, $.99 chipped cow). Nooooooo. Ferrarese’s to the resuce.
note: the beard no longer lives. There was much rejoicing
Feb 19th will be 6months from our wedding… which makes it a 6 month anniversary? If such a thing exitsts. Happy 6 months McLean! I’ve never been happier.
My latest indulgence has been granola; filed under: “rolling your own”.
From: Mark Bittman (the Minimalist), I humbly present: Granola
Recipe: Crunchy Granola
Time: 40 minutes
6 cups rolled oats (not quick-cooking or instant)
2 cups mixed nuts and seeds: sunflower seeds, sesame seeds, chopped walnuts, pecans, almonds or cashews.
1 cup dried unsweetened shredded coconut, optional
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon, or to taste
Dash salt
½ to 1 cup honey or maple syrup, or to taste
1 cup raisins or chopped dried fruit, optional.1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a bowl, combine oats, nuts and seeds, coconut, cinnamon, salt and sweetener. Place on a sheet pan and put in oven. Bake for 30 minutes or a little longer, stirring occasionally. Mixture should brown evenly; the browner it gets without burning, the crunchier the granola will be.
2. Remove pan from oven and add raisins or dried fruit. Cool on a rack, stirring once in a while until granola reaches room temperature. Transfer to a sealed container and store in refrigerator; it will keep indefinitely.
Let not a depleted Nordstrom’s stock
or poorly designed websites, with
barely functioning UI
dissuade you from scouring the ends of
the internet
to find the perfect pair.For your fiancee.
chucks!
MC is tromping around upstairs. I’m in the basement b/c it’s darn hot upstairs and the basement is the only place that stays cool.
Typing away, and I can hear Stacey’s wedding flats tapping on the wood floor above. Now I know why my downstairs neighbor (Sing) in Van didn’t like my “wooden shoes”. Also called clogs.
So I know that Stacey is trying on her dress, I’m not allowed in the upstairs back rooms right now. I just left a package of inner-silk liner by the door so that when I was back downstairs she could open the door and retrieve the package. The big secret!
I’ll see the dress when you do…
Found these Swedish Snow Goggles along with some other excellent bike stuff (52″ frame for JS, some old swobo jerseys, track bar…) at a Berkeley garage sale on Vine today. Thanks to Kai M.’s garage sale for passing along these super hero glasses.
Phew, what a week. In case you didn’t hear the sound of drywall disentegrating into a million little pieces (I kid), you will be surprised to learn that Stacey are taking on a bathroom renovation before the wedding. You know, because wedding planning isn’t stressful enough by itself. And let’s keep things… interesting.
Tile choices abound, and I think I like the 1/2″ Bisazza-style because
I have an unnatural urge to make a green Swiss-flag-cross in the new tub seat that we hacked out of the old wall.
It’s just that time of the year when you can work from home, not change clothes, and wear flip-flops all day.
ahhhhh.
I was having a work anxiety brainstorm about what to write for a weekly newsletter to the authors, when Stacey reminded me that I have lots of stories to share…Â Like the uncritical attachment to a maroon Dior robe that I had at the tender age of 23 when Stacey met me.
I used to parade around the house in that thing (it was velour!); but finally I was convinced that the arms were too short because it was a women’s robe…Â Wonder if anyone picked that up at a former yard sale?
Moustache!!!
I’m not usually a sucker for these kinds of things, but the invisibility of the moustache has a certain appeal. Plus, secret identity… you know.
via http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/hoax/weblog/permalink/the_mustache_tattoo/
