mexican food

Winner and dinner

After the long (but relatively smooth) work weekend, all I wanted to do was sleep in ‘til noon. Unfortunately, I had (have) a to-do list the size of China, so that was out of the question. I felt like a full time secretary with the amount of time I was on the phone and doing paperwork.  Ick.  Those things should be illegal on days off.  Hey Barack, can we get a bill passed on that? Since I was buried in boring, my brain kinda stalled out on me, and so I had what is probably… Read more >

A productive trip home

It’s no secret, I love trips home.  West Coast sunshine, family and friends…can’t get enough!  This trip was jam packed, due to Kyle’s birthday celebration and an insane amount of wedding planning.  Since I have photos up the hoo-ha, I’ll try to avoid the mundane (read: heaps of Stacy’s pita chips and hummus), such as this: And show you only the highlights, like this: Brewskies and cake.  Now that’s a trip home! As I mentioned before, Friday was Kyle’s birthday, so we celebrated all day long.  The key to having a fabulous birthday is having… Read more >

My Salsa

To the few people who understand my weird (read: abnormal) humor, this title is for you.  For the rest of you, I’m sorry.  Hopefully this isn’t your first red flag that I’m not exactly “normal,” but if it is…well, there you have it.  Be afraid.  Be very afraid.  I had a weird dinner tonight.  “My salsa makes all the pretty girls dance…” Yeah, Eminem knows ‘wassup. So before you close this page in disgust, allow me to explain.  ‘Cado + salsa + large-and-in-charge amounts of roasted red pepper hummus = Spreadable brilliance.  So why limit… Read more >

Adrenaline rush 30,000 feet in the air

Before I even GET to my Olympics recap, I have to describe to you the craziest flight I have ever been on.  EVER.  You see, there’s a reason I don’t have many food pictures from my 5 hour flight, and it has to do with this simple phrase: “Is there anyone on the plane in the medical field?” [Insert profanity here]  The good news (for them)?  I was on board.  The bad news (for me)?  I was on board.  At first, when I heard the flight attendants call for help, I got a rush of… Read more >

Date night, sorta

Don’t mistake the ornament mug for my embrace or acceptance of winter… Even though it was “sunny” over the weekend, it was still below freezing, and as much as I love running in races, 4 miles in Central Park just didn’t seem worth the misery of losing feeling in my fingers, toes, nose, ears, etc.  Instead I slept in and spent time with Kyle…sorta.  He actually had to work all weekend, which sucked since it was my weekend OFF of work.  At least he was working from home? (that is definitely the only positive I… Read more >