Cooking and food

Dinner – it may not be pretty, but it’s delicious.

ingrediants.jpg We are starting a new, healthier, diet when Labor Day is over. Naturally, we are spending the rest of the weekend eating all the foods we won’t be allowing ourselves to enjoy after the holiday. macaroni.jpg
Personally, this means enjoying a few, final, Tiny Cherry Pies from the Safeway bakery down the block. And bread. For Wil, I think it might mean a final six pack of beer, and the sliced pizza at the crappy mall he eats for lunch. Last night, I made the ultimate in evil foods: Homemade Macaroni and Cheese. cheesey.jpg
Delectable, but also deadly. That is a heart attack in a pan. It’s also the best thing you will ever eat, as long as you like cheese. And probably the most delicious thing I know how to cook. Fee originally taught me how to make this dish. The original recipe is from Alton Brown, but we’ve altered it to make it even more deadly, but replacing half the milk called for with sour cream. There is a pound of sharp cheddar and a cup and a half of sour cream in there. Also, I salt my boiling water with garlic salt instead of kosher salt. Cuz I’m crazy like that.
How can something be so good and so bad at the same time? Oh, it could be worse. Alton suggests saving leftovers to deep fry the next day. For reals. Fee and I did that ONE time. It was heavenly. I think we felt at least 3 years of our life slipping away after that meal. Yummmmm.
Tonight we are having french fries.


Blogiversary: Now we are 6

Happy Blog Anniversary to me! It’s been six years now. Every time this date comes around, I have to stop and think how much life has changed. How much blogging has changed. One thing remains the same, I still use Movable Type. [yes, that was for you, Raul. :)]
It was my original plan to have a new design ready for the 27th, but my inability to settle on a particular design has made that difficult. I stress about it late at night when I am trying to sleep, how much I suck. And then I remember, no one is the boss of me. I can do what I want. And I laugh the laugh of the lazy and the procrastinators. Quietly, tho, as to not wake up Wil.
Tell the truth, I think one of the biggest impediments blogging, for me, is Twitter. It’s made me lazy. The mundane events that I used to expound upon for blog posts, now, more often than not, end up in tiny little tweets. I mean, the other day a baby bird pooped on my head, while I was out shopping with Evildeb. In the past, I could have milked that for a good three paragraphs. Now I send out a tweet. I have mixed feelings about that. I enjoy Twitter, and I’ve actually made friends through it, which is awesome. However, I don’t like what it’s done to me as a writer. I’ve been stepping away from it the last few days, trying to let go of my need to compulsively read every single tweet that came since I last checked.
So… anyway.. yeah, a bird pooped on my head. A baby bird. I think that’s lucky. And gross.
Thank you for six years of blogging fun!


I have vision, and the rest of the world wears bifocals.

I’ve joked a couple times, in Twitter, that playing tiny mahjong on my iPhone has ruined my eyes. That’s not exactly true. However, I am having a lot of trouble with my eyes.
Over the last few years, reading has become more and more difficult. I’m doing that thing where you hold things far away from you to try to read them. It’s easier to just read without my glasses, most of the time. Some fonts have become so difficult for me to read, I have stopped reading a couple of books because of it. The same thing on the computer, it’s becoming more and more difficult to sit in front of it. So much so that I end up taking off my glasses. Which means I get headaches all the time. At this point, it’s rare for me to sit at the computer for more than 30 minutes at a time. I have no problem with things like watching tv or driving. It’s all about text.
You know what this all means, don’t you? I’m getting old.
Last week I had an eye exam, and I now need “progressives.” Fancier than bi-focals they gradually, and invisibly, progress towards reading glasses at the bottom of the lens. I’m super excited. So excited. To have elderly eyeballs.
Glasses should be ready in about a week or so.

photo, William

Ooops, I did it again.

I’ve often joked that the sole purpose of mobile twittering is to take pictures of what you are eating, and send it out in a tweet. Not long ago I sent this picture I took with my iPhone.


Here comes my only problem with the iPhone so far. I was scrolling through my camera roll last night and there they were, those lovely buffalo wings. I flashed the picture to Wil and remarked how tasty they looked. He agreed, but he might have been referring to the frosty beer in the background. So, because I’m sometimes made up entirely of id, guess what we had for dinner yesterday?


My iPhone makes me hungry. It makes me want things. It won’t take no for an answer.



Last night I sent out a tweet complaint about my immigration lawyer. I’m so frustrated with her right now, I want to scream. In lieu of a scream I sent a tweet.

Someday, I am going to tell the story if my immigration, starting from spring of 2007, ending whenever it ends. For some reason, I am not comfortable blogging about it now. Maybe once I am landed.

In the meantime, witness my silent scream of frustration. That’s all I can say right now.

photo, tshirts, William

What’s On Jodi’s T-shirt Today – Familial Request Edition

Several days ago:

Wm: Why haven’t you done one of those “what’s on my tshirt” bloggy things with your new Frank Black tshirt.

Me: Probably because I haven’t worn it yet.

Wm: Well DO IT! Tonight!

But, because “obey” was not in our marriage vows, I took that order with a grain of salt. I planned on wearing it today anyway, but when I got out of the shower and he was cleaning the kitchen, I knew I had to wear it. I walked into the kitchen and pointed to my shirt.

Wm: There you go. Good [pointing towards my desk] DO IT!


Wil is something of a Pixies/Frank Black/Black Francis fanatic. Last fall we went to see his show, which was awesome, but they didn’t have shirts on sale. He found these on Frank Black’s website and I ordered them. Had to have them sent to my mom, and when they did not arrive in time for her last visit, he was extremely disappointed. But my mom is awesome, so she shipped them to us as soon as they got in, proving, once again, he is the luckiest son-in-law EVER.

Frank Black was playing here last night. Only I think he’s going by Black Francis again. It’s hard to keep track. But when I went to get tickets last month, he was sold out. In fact, in keeping with the “paper” theme of the first anniversary present, I was going to get us tickets to Frank Black and he was going to get us tickets to Chris Isaak (one of my favorites). Both were sold out.

I think the iPhone helped with my sadness. I’ll see you next summer, Chris.


I may have given you the wrong impression

The other day, a day I can’t link to because I am on my iPhone, I might have given you the impression that I was not blogging the last week or so because I was working so hard on my redesign.
I haven’t been blogging because all I’ve been doing is watching Veronica Mars DVDs and playing with my iPhone. Not a lot of fodder in that.
On the upside, I’ve greatly improved my speed on one thumb typing and won several games of very tiny mahjong.