Its been a little over three weeks since I had my sinus surgery and I’m beginning to feel a little more normal. Considering the lack of noticeable trauma, it seems ridiculous that it took such a toll on my energy. I’ve been sleeping far more than usual, which is to say lots. Teh Smitten has been quite a trooper and an amazing partner in all this.
We commence the social season this week through Memorial weekend. I hope I can keep up. It will be good to see old friends and meet new ones. Smit and I celebrate the 3rd anniversary of our 1st date on May 18th, so I’ve arranged for a weekend at one of the new Kimpton hotels in Old Town. The Lorien Hotel and Spa is pretty new. I signed up for Kimpton rewards long ago and got a rate of $153 a night for the King spa tub room. I’ve also gone ahead and made massage appointments for us both and Smit has made reservations for Restaurant Eve’s tasting room. I’m counting the days.
And because nothing makes me feel better than planning a vacation, a couple days after my surgery we made our initial down payments on a 12 night cruise on the Celebrity Mercury in November. We go right out of Baltimore, spend three days at sea, then hit St. Thomas, St. Croix, St. Kitts, Antigua and St. Maarten, and then have another 3 full days at sea before returning to Charm City. After dragging the boy all over hither and yon (Spain and France) last November, he stated a preference for just unpacking once while visiting several destinations. Fortunately, Baltimore has three different lines operating out of its port, and we both love the concept of being able to drive directly to the port instead of having to fly to FL. I think this will be my 8th or 9th cruise, but its been quite a while since my last. I’ve booked a stateroom with a balcony and concierge service, which will both be firsts for me. Woo!!! 196 days and counting. You know what else is fun? Shopping for cruise wear and gear.
Dieting essentially requires one to stop being social. It is awfully hard to have a social life or travel for business and diet successfully. As you may have guessed, I blew it this weekend.
Went out with Shards and her husband on Friday and had a gazillion cocktails. They are headed to Israel for a couple years, which makes me sad that I haven’t been to Boston sooner to hang out with the entire Boston crowd. We met the awesome bartender at Central (Justin Guthrie) that keeps making the news and now we really want to try and get into the speakeasy that is by email invite only. I sent the speakeasy folks an email and just need to pick a date – they are only “open” on Sundays and Mondays. Shards says to go on Monday since nobody will suspect that we’re drunks on a Tuesday. Or something like that. I forget what she said exactly due to all the cocktails. (2 pom margaritas at Rosa Mexicano, something with gin and St. Germaine in it at Poste, and a very cool black pepper infused lime soda Gin Rickey at Central.)
Yesterday I had to run up to NYC for a business meeting today, so went up early to spend time with friends. The friend responsible for getting me into whisky recently did a little side work for Glenmorangie and brought me a wonderful early birthday present in the form of sherry cask Glenmorangie – it has been remarketed and named Lasanta. I joined her (Brooklyn Freckler) and the Alabama Slama for an afternoon at Bloomingdales and dinner/scotch at the St. Andrews pub. (I had a Strathisla and a Edradour.)
So, my reward for restarting the damned SB diet will be the Lasanta and a night at the speakeasy. Zero days down; 14 to go.
And what a better way to start a diet than to talk about food? A meme from VGT entitled the Omnivores 100, a la Shards – shockingly, I am picky about stuff like insects and head cheese. Not that you’d ever know from the size of my ass.
1) Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2) Bold all the items you’ve eaten.
3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.
4) Optional extra: Post a comment here at www.verygoodtaste.co.uk linking to your results.
The VGT Omnivore’s Hundred:
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
6. Black pudding [I’ve had the Spanish version]
7. Cheese fondue
10. Baba ghanoush
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart
17. Black truffle
18. Fruit wine made from something other than grapes
19. Steamed pork buns
20. Pistachio ice cream
21. Heirloom tomatoes
22. Fresh wild berries
23. Foie gras
24. Rice and beans
25. Brawn, or head cheese
26. Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper
27. Dulce de leche
30. Bagna cauda [I need to try me some of this]
31. Wasabi peas
32. Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl
33. Salted lassi
35. Root beer float
36. Cognac with a fat cigar
37. Clotted cream tea
38. Vodka jelly/Jell-O
41. Curried goat
42. Whole insects [not intentionally]
44. Goat’s milk
45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more [hells to the yeah]
47. Chicken tikka masala
49. Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut
50. Sea urchin [but never again]
51. Prickly pear
55. McDonald’s Big Mac Meal
57. Dirty gin martini
58. Beer above 8% ABV
60. Carob chips
63. Kaolin [as in clay?]
66. Frogs’ legs
67. Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake
68. Haggis [vegetarian doesn’t count]
69. Fried plantain
70. Chitterlings, or andouillette [can’t stand the odor]
72. Caviar and blini
73. Louche absinthe [we have three different brands at home]
74. Gjetost, or brunost
77. Hostess Fruit Pie
79. Lapsang souchong
81. Tom yum
82. Eggs Benedict
84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant.
85. Kobe beef
86. Hare [does rabbit count?]
90. Criollo chocolate
92. Soft shell crab [yuck]
93. Rose harissa
95. Mole poblano
96. Bagel and lox
97. Lobster Thermidor
99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee
100. Snake [I bet it tastes like chicken]
I put off the documenting of last year’s trip to the UK for way too long and getting back into the scrap booking mode has been tough. I lack the many accoutrement’s that my mom and sister have accumulated and so am getting by on the bare minimum. Last weekend I braved the Michael’s craft store out in Springfield for the basics and found it really overwhelming. After some digging around, I discovered that there is now a local craft shop on Capitol Hill (Eastern Market) called Ipso Crafto – it is right next door to Stitch DC. I keep meaning to go to Stitch DC’s beginning knitting classes. I still don’t know how to cast on! I realize the knitting fad has already come and gone so its not like I’m trying to keep up with anybody. Ipso Crafto is much larger than it looks and is pretty diverse. It hosts scrap booking nights and one-on-one sewing classes. Pretty neat.
I love my neighborhood sometimes.
Unf, Teh Smitten was involved in a minor car accident today. He seems to be fine but his cute little car has been marred a bit – mostly cosmetic – but it means he can’t get his car inspected and registered this week like we had hoped. Stupid touron (tourist + moron) drivers.
UPDATE: The after hours ticket witches are very active in my neighborhood on the Hill. If you have a bf or gf who drives, who lives outside of DC and visits often, be aware that they issue $100 tickets after a couple months of seeing a non-DC car regularly. They have this satanically efficient little van that takes photos of the cars as they drive down the street. So, even though Teh Smitten had planned to take his vehicle in for inspection and registration today (as we are now officially living in sin), he was ticketed last night. This is how they must pay for the stadium and Michelle Rhee’s salary…
Although I no longer really subscribe to the hallmark-holidayness of St. Valentine’s Day, I do like small displays of affection. I got Teh Smitten an Irish linen grandfather’s shirt to mark our ninemonthaverssary (which falls on the 18th – couldn’t wait to give it to him) and a small box of Neuhaus chocolates (which are sexytime in chocolate form). I was the recipient of a Nordstrom gift card (which will go towards the purchase of a more comfortable boob supporter) and carry-out sushi (from Cafe Asia, beautifully set up by the time I got home from work – around 7:30). We are both very tired from the week and are looking forward to the weekend. We get to show some friends around our nabe on Sunday – we’re going to dinner at Dr. Granville Moore’s (a mecca of tons of Belgian ales and excellent mussels and frites) and might hit the Palace of Wonders for a free lesson in drawing nudes. Live nudes! For free!
Work kind of kicked my ass this week, but things went really well. Even though it is my day off, I had to take care of some work this morning and now can’t bring myself to go back to bed. I hate my inner guilt-monger, so am going to stuff her full of Spiderman Mac N Cheese. While singing Homer Simpson’s song, “Spider Pig”. Then maybe the wee bitch will take a nap.
Also, Teh Smitten and I got a webcam recently (he wants to do some sort of live gaming thing and I use it to talk to my family – the niece and nephew respond better to visuals). If you have a skype account and a webcam, let me know so we can catch up. You can see how pale I am and how untidy my place is at the same time you’re talking to me!
Guess who got to watch My Fair Lady from the President’s box at the Kennedy Center last night? The show was a total rip-off of the Rex Harrison/Audrey Hepburn movie (the movie is better), but the Presidential m&m’s were delicious! Teh Smitten and I shared a wee bottle of Korbel champagne and marveled that the President only had Budweiser beer in his fridge. After the show, we expressed a little sadness at not having one of W’s Buds. On the upside, I snagged an extra box of the Presidential m&m’s to send home to my family. We tried out the various snacks available before the show and during intermission, and, separately (I may not have voted for the current CiC, but I do have respect for the office), tried out the private bathroom (which was nice, but spartan). The folks who invited us to join them took photos, and I will try to post them at some point.