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Phebruary Phorgiveness?

18 May

Is bloggers rehab a thing, because based upon how severely I phell off the blogging wagon, I think I’m a prime candidate.

So until I phind myself a place to check in, I’m voluntarily leading myself through some of the steps… primarily admitting my wrongdoings and making amends to those of you who have continued to phollow me (amazingly despite my hiatus, I’ve gained phollowers and continue to have visitors to the site regularly, so thanks dudes!)  Moral of the story: now is the time if you ever wanted something of me… ask away!

Looking back to Phebruary, which seems like an eternity ago, is an intriguing juxtaposition of painful and positive.  I attempted to restart the ever so popular Bridesmaids Diet with marginal success.  Life threw some curve balls my way, and being the queen of eating my pheelings, I didn’t want to let my subjects down.  It’s phunny in a “I just laughed at something so inappropriate that I am certain I’ve just solidified my ticket to Hell” sort of a way, that when it rains, it truly does pour… and in this example, when I say “rain”, I’m talking about the piles of crap that rained down upon me- personally, professionally and whatever other -ally you can imagine.

That being said, it’s now May and I’m in one piece, so I should shut my mouth and appreciate what I am sure were some very “character-building” experiences.

Euphemistic statements aside, let’s talk phood!

There were some rather hefty indulgences around Valentine’s Day, a long weekend Monterey and when Dainty came to visit.  Lent came around and this year, I decided on giving up artificial sweetener.  That was painful yet positive, I must say!  We phrequented a phew restaurants in the Davis/Sacramento area that were exciting (Bistro Michel, Buckhorn Steakhouse, Magpie Cafe, Paesanos, DeVere’s Irish Pub, Our House and Osteria Fasulo) and phound a phew phailures (Ludy’s BBQ, City Tavern and a thrilling highly anticipated breakfast at Delta of Venus… that took an hour to acquire).  We went hog wild on our trip to Monterey, sharing meals at Carmel Valley Ranch, Bistro Moulin, Cannery Row Brewing Company, Happy Girl Kitchen, MYO, Cantinetta Luca, Jeffrey’s (needed my benny phix) and From Scratch, with a phabulous assortments of phriends (shout out to Work BFF, Sexy Mexican, Pops and Mommy Dearest and the whole pham damily all at the same table, RIT, Camelle and my phavorite ex-boss and her lovely husband).  That weekend was topped off with a trip to my phavorite chain restaurant indulgence- The Olive Garden.

Don’t judge me, we all have one.

In happy news, I am currently unemployed.  Ok, not really, but I am a temporary woman of leisure for the next two weeks as I regroup in between a job that was my equivalent of a square peg and an amazing new job that I’ll be telling you more about as the posts get up to datw.  Hence why blogger’s rehab starts today.  I’m hoping I’ll be cured in record time.

Do y’all phorgive me?

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November Ketchup

24 Jan

No, this is not a special seasonal artisanal ketchup recipe post… although I am sure many lovely posts that meet that description do exist somewhere out there.  This, however, is not one of them.  This is simply a lazy blogger making good on her commitments, despite her tardiness. So here’s the rest of November, pholks.  December coming soon!  I apologize for the delay but the new laptop lacks iPhoto at the moment, making it very non-helpful in regard to my blogging pursuits.  Such is life.  All will be well eventually.  That’s a deep thought.  I need sleep… or more caffeine.

P.S.  The poll is getting great responses, so thank you all!  Thus phar, the phront runners for my diet explorations this year are the Mediterranean Diet and the 100 Mile Radius, phollowed closely by Paleo.  There is still time to vote (the polls will close this Phriday) so please take a moment to give me your two cents… because Lord knows I am incapable of making decisions on my own.  Just ask The Phella… or maybe don’t.  It’s a bit of a sticking point between us, well, anytime we need to decide something.  So just save me the trouble and vote. Thank ya kindly!

P.P.S.  It’s been so bloody long since Thanksgiving (if they gave out lame blogger awards, do you think I’d be in the running?  Please say yes!) that it almost seems silly to mention, but I hosted this year, sans oven, and it was a great success!  Two turkeys- one deep phried and the other grilled on the BBQ amidst a sea of bubbling Crock Pots.  It was a beautiful thing for an oven-less girl like me.  Oven Schmoven, I say!  Thanks for listening.  Just needed to toot my own horn for a moment.  🙂

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