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Mar. 9th, 2009 00:56Re dinner at Sunset with the visiting ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
burrito19 this Wednesday:
hyounpark: So, we're not meeting at the Oak Room? Or Oishii?
ursamajor: Or Grill 23! Or O Ya!
ursamajor: Should I have said, "Oh yeah, O Ya!"?
hyounpark: Oy a.
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We made twenty-eight dozen hamantaschen today, for values of we equalling me,noghri and Cris, fes42, bryghtrose, the LJ-less-as-far-as-I-know Jen, richenza and Jack. Baby Nathan mostly yawned and burbled through the proceedings, but he is only about five weeks old. (I believe he slept through any shaking of the grogger that occurred, which is kind of amazing.)
This means I have a container full of COOKIES sitting on my counter in the following flavors: apricot, blueberry, cherry, raspberry, strawberry, ginger, and various combos of Nutella and peanut butter. Nom.
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noghri's family recipe, for posterity ( (rewritten to use weights for the dries) )
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Mother and future mother-in-law in town this weekend. Sense of "HURRY UP AND GET MARRIED ALREADY" raised. Feel surprisingly calm and optimistic because there are pretty dresses that look awesome on me in my future.
Also, amount of good food consumed: more than satisfactory. ;) Thai food both Friday night and again tonight (Zoe's moved across the street, and Pho 'n Rice that opened up in its place is pretty darned good! Tangerine shrimp and excellent pad see yew), Om for Saturday lunch (lamb sammich, hooray!).
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Bikebikebikebikebike. To Harvard and back, tojpallan's and back, to the Porter Ex and back, to noghri's and back, pedaling past the "HO FOODS" sign on Putnam, dodging winter potholes everywhere, coat buttoned up just so to counter early spring breezes, bell ringing, heart pounding, clear skies, full tires, can't lose.
burrito19 this Wednesday:hyounpark: So, we're not meeting at the Oak Room? Or Oishii?ursamajor: Or Grill 23! Or O Ya!ursamajor: Should I have said, "Oh yeah, O Ya!"?hyounpark: Oy a.*
We made twenty-eight dozen hamantaschen today, for values of we equalling me,
noghri and Cris, fes42, bryghtrose, the LJ-less-as-far-as-I-know Jen, richenza and Jack. Baby Nathan mostly yawned and burbled through the proceedings, but he is only about five weeks old. (I believe he slept through any shaking of the grogger that occurred, which is kind of amazing.)This means I have a container full of COOKIES sitting on my counter in the following flavors: apricot, blueberry, cherry, raspberry, strawberry, ginger, and various combos of Nutella and peanut butter. Nom.
noghri's family recipe, for posterity ( (rewritten to use weights for the dries) )*
Mother and future mother-in-law in town this weekend. Sense of "HURRY UP AND GET MARRIED ALREADY" raised. Feel surprisingly calm and optimistic because there are pretty dresses that look awesome on me in my future.
Also, amount of good food consumed: more than satisfactory. ;) Thai food both Friday night and again tonight (Zoe's moved across the street, and Pho 'n Rice that opened up in its place is pretty darned good! Tangerine shrimp and excellent pad see yew), Om for Saturday lunch (lamb sammich, hooray!).
*
Bikebikebikebikebike. To Harvard and back, to
jpallan's and back, to the Porter Ex and back, to noghri's and back, pedaling past the "HO FOODS" sign on Putnam, dodging winter potholes everywhere, coat buttoned up just so to counter early spring breezes, bell ringing, heart pounding, clear skies, full tires, can't lose.
hippo birdies, shakespeare.
Apr. 23rd, 2007 13:58People, it is 87F outside right now. 87F. 87F!
I spent the weekend playing outside, first going on a ramble all over Camberville Saturday withhyounpark, picking up sandwiches at Hi-Rise, then picnicking and reading (Candide for me, in my quest to read the classics I haven't) in the sun at the park; Sunday, playing catch with noghri for almost an hour and a half and heading to dinner somewhat pinker from the sun than before.
Then dinner at John Harvard's with a vast and varied assortment of Amherstfolk, and the Sox game in the background, and Yankee fans may scoff about the validity of three games in April versus five games in August, and generally, I try to avoid bars with TVs and crowds when there's a game on, but hearing that first cheer, and then minutes later the second, more excited, and then by the hat trick half the bar is roaring, on their feet, and number four is just In. Freakin. Credible. Because three was already pretty unlikely, right? Add to that that all three games were pretty close, that in all three the Sox had to come from behind (where you don't dare to hope, you're just digging your heels in and praying it happens), Others may love pitchers' duels, shooting down the hopes of batters, but the sight of your batters smacking that ball, sending it sailing into the blue or streaming across the green into that hole between fielders, time after time after time, in your quirky little overpriced overstuffed history-laden home park? Makes my heart explode into confetti with the sheer hope and magic of spring.
Sure, there's fifteen more of those matchups remaining, and another 130 with other teams besides those. Sure, we were only playing .500 ball for the first half of April, if that. Sure, the Yankees weren't putting up their best against us this weekend (and I guess I could feel a little insulted or worried if I were minded to, but with the current weather I am IGNORING ALL STRIFE). But with taking two of three from Toronto, and sweeping the Yankees, the last week has been pret-ty fantastic.
Also, Orbitz Mint Mojito gum actually tastes more like lime than anything else.
Talk me out of buying a kiddie pool for the backyard. With a floating drink holder.
I spent the weekend playing outside, first going on a ramble all over Camberville Saturday with
hyounpark, picking up sandwiches at Hi-Rise, then picnicking and reading (Candide for me, in my quest to read the classics I haven't) in the sun at the park; Sunday, playing catch with noghri for almost an hour and a half and heading to dinner somewhat pinker from the sun than before.Then dinner at John Harvard's with a vast and varied assortment of Amherstfolk, and the Sox game in the background, and Yankee fans may scoff about the validity of three games in April versus five games in August, and generally, I try to avoid bars with TVs and crowds when there's a game on, but hearing that first cheer, and then minutes later the second, more excited, and then by the hat trick half the bar is roaring, on their feet, and number four is just In. Freakin. Credible. Because three was already pretty unlikely, right? Add to that that all three games were pretty close, that in all three the Sox had to come from behind (where you don't dare to hope, you're just digging your heels in and praying it happens), Others may love pitchers' duels, shooting down the hopes of batters, but the sight of your batters smacking that ball, sending it sailing into the blue or streaming across the green into that hole between fielders, time after time after time, in your quirky little overpriced overstuffed history-laden home park? Makes my heart explode into confetti with the sheer hope and magic of spring.
Sure, there's fifteen more of those matchups remaining, and another 130 with other teams besides those. Sure, we were only playing .500 ball for the first half of April, if that. Sure, the Yankees weren't putting up their best against us this weekend (and I guess I could feel a little insulted or worried if I were minded to, but with the current weather I am IGNORING ALL STRIFE). But with taking two of three from Toronto, and sweeping the Yankees, the last week has been pret-ty fantastic.
Also, Orbitz Mint Mojito gum actually tastes more like lime than anything else.
Talk me out of buying a kiddie pool for the backyard. With a floating drink holder.
