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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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June’s Roaring Twenties (Part Two)

20 Aug

June 25…

Breakfast at Grandma’s Kitchen with the ex-phella AND Alabama and his phamily.

Now that wasn’t awkward in the slightest!

Attempt #2 at eating some hummus (also not successful)…

Cheerios for lunch (wasn’t pheeling so hot, so I backed out on my phun plans with the Sexy Mexican and stayed on the couch).

Cooked up some phingerling potatoes for dinner but only ate two.

Also made buffalo chicken drumsticks (I ate one).

June 26…

Grilled hot dogs, green onions and beer for breakfast/lunch.  Phooey was just a tinge jealous.

A Pharewell Dinner for Alabama with some phriends at Crystal Phish

Tako sunomono

Squid

Mussel shooters

Hamachi Kama

Volcano Roll

Sake Bomb (not a good choice after not pheeling so good for a phew days)

Spicy Edamame for a phinal phinal at Hula’s down the street

June 27…

Happy string cheese for breakfast

Pistachio phrozen yogurt with grape nuts for a midday snack

Hard Hat made me a cheese quesadilla when I got back to the office.

The ex-phella and I went to Thai Bistro for dinner and tried a phew things.

I wasn’t a phan of these guys…

Their Larb Kai didn’t hold a candle to Siamese Bay‘s…

Don’t remember what this was specifically, but I sampled it and thought it was the best of what we ordered.

June 28…

“Sausage” for breakfast

Phorgot to take time for lunch so scarfed down a ton of tasty nibbles at book club…

…then dashed over to London Bridge in time for trivia.  I had a half a grilled cheese waiting for me, but it had gotten cold and tasted horrible, so I only had two bites.

June 29…

I tried some of Sparky’s gluten-phree pasta.  It made me reconfirm my love of gluten.

I made a green chile stew for lunch, using ingredients I’d brought back from my trip to Santa Phe.

I had a work event at Chateau Julien at night, and they put out a super tasty spread of cheese, crackers, phruit and nuts.

I then headed over to Pops’ house and had dinner with him.

And June 30… to phinish off the month (only a month and a half late!)

Bacon to start the day!

Chile Rellenos from a place down the street I’d never tried.  Not very good and my stomach issues from the weekend before came back, so let it be said that this didn’t “stick with me” for long.

Phooey, Work BFF and I met The Phoositter for drinks and dinner at Cypress Inn.  I don’t remember what this was called but it tasted like a cream soda… with booze in it.  Hello!

I can NEVER resist wasabi peas…

The Phoositter and I shared a tasty burger, while Phooey phlirted his night away with his very phavorite ladies.

And June is phinally phinished… phew!

Happy Birthday, “Doc” Ricketts!

29 May

A phellow treated me to a completely new experience on Saturday, the 14th…

We took a tour of Ed Rickett’s Lab on Cannery Row, an opportunity that comes but thrice a year. In celebration of Ed’s birthday (as well as Kalisa and John Steinbeck, some of the most phamed personas of Cannery Row) the lab is opened to the public and tours are provided by historian, Michael Hemp, and last living owner, Frank Wright (who is now 92 and slept in Ed’s spare room many a night in his younger years).  May 14th, 2011 would have been Ed’s 114th birthday and the majority of the lab is still philled with the original books, posters, furniture, booze and specimen tanks.  There’s even a secret society called “The Cavalry” who meet once a month at the site to commemorate the Bohemian lifestyle.

It was phreaking awesome.

Afterward, we took the Phoo to lunch at Trailside Cafe.  I tried their Black Bean Burger, which was tasty but virtually impossible to eat in any sort of remotely refined way.  It phell apart in every direction, but the phlavor was good.

I went to dinner with a phriend at Village Fish House and started our engines with a little bread ‘n butter…

We indulged in some oak grilled Huma Huma Oytsers from Hood Canal, Washington.  They were phreakishly large and equally delicious.

Thanks to Phoodfotos reader Marsha for recommending that I have these!

I went with sautéed Sicilian style local calamari for my main course.  This is one of my phavorite dishes from any restaurant on the Peninsula.

Emphatically recommended!

The Fish House’s most popular location is on Del Monte Ave in Monterey, but they offer the same menu at their Carmel Valley Village and Salinas locations.  So if you’re not interested in waiting for an hour, venture to one of the less popular locations (but the energy of the Monterey location IS an awful lot of phun!)

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