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Last night, I came home to new music.  Yesss! The band: Zeep.  The album: People & Things.  They’re a duo with roots in Brasil and Germany, and their sound is a little Brazilian, a bit tropical and a tad sweet.  Listening to the album, I want to drink sangria or smoke out of a hookah.  The upside of being with someone for 12 years: They can buy you an album after hearing one song and know you’ll like it – and you do.  Happy, happy; joy, joy.

Moving on to more important things, I dislike automatic flushing toilets.  I’m all for not spreading germs, particularly those from public bathrooms, but they just make me feel lazy.  I’m all for tv remote controls and microwaves, but come on! I can flush a toilet.  And, they’ll flush at the hint of a breeze.  I don’t like to sit on a flushing toilet, do you? 

In other news, I’m still keen on exploring our new hood.  We went downtown LW earlier this week and stopped by The Taco Lady.  Ah, nothing like a freakin’ good wet burrito.  And we got to sample their homemade hardshell tacos…yum to the o.  I don’t dislike chain restaurants, but let me tell you it definitely beat Moe’s.  Sure, we were served on a paper plate and had plastic cutlery and there were only 3 tables in the place, but we got to chat with locals and eat good, cheap food!  Speaking of food, desserts specifically, I got my Monkey on and picked up some gloroious rasberry and pistachio French macarons.  Yes, I shared.  If you’ve never had a French-style mac, I highly recommend doing it.

Happy Friday the 13th!

1. Bachelorette parties.  While I love any opportunity that unites friends and alcohol, I’m not quite sure about the bachelorette party yet.  Unless you are royalty, i.e. Queen of England or such, I’m not quite sure the tiara goes with any outfit.  However, kudos to the ladies who get their monkey on to ensure a phallic-shaped cake is part of the party.

2. Dry entertaining.  I heard this term recently, and honestly, I wasn’t sure what it meant.  Entertaining out of the pool vs. in the pool?  Entertaining with a dry sense of humor?  When I found out it was meant to mean ‘alcohol-free’ entertaining, well, I figured there’s another one to add to the oxymoron list.  Jumbo shrimp, indeed.

3. Mac vs. PC.  This debate is surely going down in the books next to “Which came first, the chicken or the egg?”  I’ve been having Mac issues, particularly with Entourage, at work the past couple of days.  And, it just makes me want to run home to my Dell.

In a relationship, you often do things by default of being with that other person.  Not that you hate it.  Not that you love it.  But, you do it because you like being in a relationship with that person – and that’s what they are into.  Like going to watch The Proposal when you feel neither romantic or comedic.  Or stopping for lunch at a sushi restaurant – when you don’t eat sushi.  Or dieting.  

I’ve been on a diet by default for four – or is it five? – weeks now.  The Pace household has been eating on the leaner side these days.  Given the humidity down here, I can’t imagine why we’re not just sweating off the pounds.  I was never much into saunas.  Anywho, we’ve been eating whole wheat everything, eggs, turkey, cheese, fruit, flaxseed….  The list goes on.  And ice cream, cookies & cakes of any sort haven’t touched our kitchen in awhile now.  (Well, ok, I did sneak a small package of Maria biscuits in the grocery cart last week.)  The upside is that JP is doing a lot of cooking these days.  He’s even taken to dish duty more than usual – which I wholeheartedly appreciate.  (Dishes suck.  But I can’t stand to see them in the sink at night, so I must do them before I go to bed every night.)  And, the diet seems to be working.  For JP, at least.  Me?  I’m trying not to count anything…

However, I cheated recently.  On my diet, that is.   In a moment of weakness, I grabbed some food to go at Wendy’s.  Come on, who can ignore the vanilla frosty!?  And when the fries are good – they’re goood.  It was so gross and good at the same time.  I’ve decided this is why fast food exists – to let us know that we’re human and can succumb to the marketing powers that be at food chain companies, and at the same time, make us appreciate real, fresh food.

After I received my food, I thought, “Should I tell JP?”  No.  I’m sooo cheating right now.  Damn, this french fry tastes good.  But, not really.  But, I’ll have one more just to be sure.  Ugh, it’s sooo salty.  Salt is good.  Maybe I should go to the gym today?  Wait, I don’t go to the gym.  I mean, do 2 visits in the last month count as “going” anywhere?  I’ll just take the stairs up instead of the lift.  That’ll do.        

 

So, that was my moral dilema of the week.  

Switching topics, it’s imperative that you all go buy Regina Spektor’s new album, Far.  I actually listened to the entire album on NPR, then picked up the CD on Sunday afternoon.  (Yes, I actually bought a CD.  Unwrapped the plastic carelessly, pulled out the disc carefully, and put it in the CD player lovingly.)

Ring, ring JP’s mobile went the other day.  And, lo and behold, it was Australia!  (Not the entire continent, but some bloke or other.)  Why was Australia calling, you ask; we wondered the same thing.  Did they want us Yanks back?  No.  But, apparently, they want to give us some money back!  We have to thank Australia’s Prime Minister, Kevin Rudd, for coming through on his economic stimulus plan.  His stimulus package is “amounting to about 1.8% of its [Australia’s] GDP.”  So, for those who filed taxes in 2008 and made less than $100,000AUD, you get part of $42 billion dollars…sweet!  

Yet another reason Australia makes us smile.  We’re not even in the country and we’re getting benefits!  I would, of course, love to take the money to support the Aussies.  Perhaps I can buy some Tim Tams?  Anyone?  Tim Tams?  I’ll trade ya’…..

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