Friday, May 30, 2008
I've had the "Wonder of it All" stuck in my head for the past couple of days, because my mom, brother, Nick and I are going to see Billy Joel at the casino on Saturday. It was only this morning that I realized that the concert's at Mohegan Sun and not Foxwoods. When we arrive at the casino tomorrow, I had planned to turn to my family and say, "Let's pop the cork, and make it happen!" but sadly, that is no longer the plan. I guess I'll have to resort to my back up line and coerce my mom into playing black jack by telling her, "only the good die young."
Thursday, May 29, 2008
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Wednesday, May 28, 2008
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I got off at Downtown Crossing and was simultaneously fishing around in my bag for my Dunkin Donuts card while walking down Arch Street, when a gust of wind blew my skirt completely up over my head. Even more unfortunate than showing dozens of commuters my underwear, was the fact that I was wearing my librarian themed underwear that I received as a gag for my bachelorette party that has the following printed on the read end:
In the end, I have to say the public humiliation (and free public service announcement) was a small price to pay for a 10 minute morning commute. Today's outlook has been only been slightly downgraded from "great" to "good."
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Having spent a lot of time in libraries, I'm mildly surprised that there's a demand for this scent. Capturing the myriad of smells the library has to offer in a single spritz would be difficult for even the most seasoned chemists. For example, if it had been called, "In the Reference Section," this fragrance would be geared towards the introvert who would like to smell dusty with a casual hint of mildew. "At the Reference Desk," would be a pine scent for the curious yet uncertain. And for those who wanted to smell like nothing at all, there's "In Government Documents," because no brave soul has ever gone to this section (usually located somewhere in the bowels of the library), and returned to tell about it.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Training for a marathon is extremely time consuming and often dictates your weeknights and weekends, whether you like it or not. I'd like to thank my husband, Nick, who not only assisted with my fundraising efforts, but also had to wake up extra early to our alarm every Saturday morning. If waking up to an alarm (and then sometimes a snooze alarm 9 minutes later) at 6:00 am on 12 consecutive Saturday's and not complaining about it isn't love, then I'm not sure what is.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
A few years later, despite my pleading that I just wanted to play soccer, my mom also signed me up for ballet and jazz lessons. I was a 7 year old who was 5'2'', about 100 lbs, and frankly, the only pupil who would've benefited from a tutu with a built-in training bra. Dance lessons probably lasted a couple of years until I took up tennis, and mercifully, that and soccer became my sole extracurricular activities.
During college, my roommate Kim was an active member of the Swing Dance club, as well as a club officer. Kim is one of the nicest people I know and I had a hard time saying "no" to her when she asked me to attend the club-sponsored lessons or dances. Once, during our junior year, I went to a lesson and was accused by one of my alternating dance partners as being "so stiff " that "[I] must be in the marching band." Then he reinforced his remarks by impersonating a marching drummer. I ran out of the building crying and thus, was exempted by Kim from ever attending another group lesson.
When I worked in Norwood after college, I went to Workout World (WOW) on Route 1. To give myself some breaks from the treadmill, I started to take a pilates class twice a week. After a month or 2 of classes, the instructor told me that since I was having so much trouble with one of the basic positions that kickboxing might be better suited to my natural abilities.
All of these stories bring me to tonight, when I have my first "Introduction to Yoga" class at the BCAE. For years, people have been asking me, "Do you do yoga?" or "Have you tried yoga? It's wonderful!" I always tell them that I tried pilates, dance, and gymnastics, but they always have the same answer: "Yoga's different. Just try it!" So tonight is the beginning of my 6 week $90 committment to yoga and more importantly, finally having an answer to the "Have you tried yoga?" question.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
(Standing ovation) You know Ennio, you really looked great tonight. This is who you are. You're a performer. Your enthusiasm and inner beauty really shined through. I was left wanting more!
I'm going to have to agree with... Randy. (Audience boos. Simon rolls eyes.) What?! OK, Ennio, can I be honest with you? It was OK... I didn't love it. It was all a bit cruise ship for me. At this point, song selection is key and what did you end your performance with... New York, New York! C'mon Ennio, ending with that song at a Boston performance was not a wise choice. I think you've put yourself into some trouble with that one.
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Recently, I was given an opportunity to try the Vegan Tasting menu at Upstairs on the Square. My friend Vince and I headed there last Wednesday, and I was anxious to give vegan food another shot. Vince has written several restaurant reviews before, and I was so happy to have his opinion and expertise during the meal. While I was waiting for him at the bar, I noticed the man next to me was eating an gooey grilled cheese with a bowl of tomato soup and tried to push how good it looked out of my head.
Our bouches were amused
The first course was a nice mixture of tempura snap peas, chunks of avocado and jicama with a soy ginger marinade. The marinade was my favorite part of this course, and although this wasn't in the spirit of our dinner theme, I think it would go great with grilled tuna or chicken.
The second course was one of my favorites! It involved roasted artichokes and some other vegetables and ingredients, that unfortunately I can't remember. (This could be partly due to the fact that the wine pairings were extremely generous.)
Our third course, poached veggies in a wine and cardamom broth, was my least favorite course. Whereas I really enjoyed the other ones, I actually disliked this course. The veggies weren't very flavorful; and the broth's cardamom flavor overpowered the dish.
This course looked a lot better than it tasted
For our fourth course, we had panzanella with a shiso emulsion and truffle vinaigrette. Unfortunately my photos from this point forward were lost, but take our word for it that the shiso emulsion looked quite impressive. It was essentially a minty bubbly green foam sitting on top of our cous cous, that tasted incredible.
We ended the evening with some cantalope sorbet accompanied by (peeled) lime and clementine wedges. We learned the hard way that the lime wedges should be eaten in the same bite as the sorbet, as the lime on its own was quite sour. We originally thought dessert was a trio of sorbets, and were a little disappointed that we were only offered one flavor; however, the cantalope sorbet was a fresh cool way to end the evening.
It should be mentioned that each course (including the amuse bouche) was paired with a wine or champagne. My knowledge of wine is quite limited and the only words I use to describe it generally are white, red or boxed. That being said, I unfortunately don't remember any of the pairings, but they were absolutely fantastic, more than generous, and one of the best parts of the experience. Also, the service was very friendly (the chef came out to introduce himself) and efficient. As Vince noted, it was maybe overly attentive, as some dishes were explained twice and we had multiple servers over the course of the evening. What I really enjoyed about this menu is that they didn't go the soy, tofu, seitan route and stuck to creating courses with fresh vegetables, grains, and fruit. If you're looking for a new and interesting experience, I would recommend checking out Upstairs on the Square, but the vegan tasting menu isn't for everyone. Don't come too hungry and be prepared to spend at least 3 hours over dinner. I'll definitely go back to the restaurant for it's fun atmosphere and friendly service, but next time I think I'll try the grilled cheese and tomato soup.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
This story reminded me how last month, on the corner of State and Congress St, there was a grown woman selling Girl Scout cookies from the trunk of her car. For at least a couple of weeks, I could count on seeing her courting the after work foot traffic. She'd wave boxes of Do-Si-Dos and Tagalongs as we walked by and shout, "Girl Scout cookies!" She was either the world's oldest Girl Scout, or someone looking to help her daughter earn a badge (or free trip to Europe.) I was tempted to buy some Thin Mints, which I love to eat frozen, but something just felt wrong buying Girl Scout cookies from a middle-aged woman housed in the back of her Acura.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
The past couple of days though, as the weather has been getting warmer and Spring-like, I've noticed how my side of the street is covered in shadows, while the opposite side is bright and sunny. This observation inevitably leads to the following internal debate:
"That side looks nice and sunny... maybe I'll cross to the sunny side of the street."
"Yeah, but if a bus comes by you'll miss it."
"One usually doesn't come anyway, and if it does, it's packed."
"You never know... And your legs are still a bit fatigued from last night's run."
And so, hope springs eternal and I stay in the cold shadows while clinging to a pathetic hope that an empty bus will appear. And, like a jilted lover, the bus continues to stand me up.
Tired of being disappointed, this morning I thought to myself, "I'm crossing to the sunny side of the street and not looking back." Enjoying the sun hit my back, I then watched not 1, but 2 buses pass me by.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
For instance, "American Banker" was to the tune of Dave Matthew's "American Baby."
(I hope you pay American, Banker/ American Banker)
"Defined Contribution and Savings Plan Alert" was to the tune of Robbie Williams' (fantastic song) "Radio"
(He put some dough in the arsenal/ Money flow/ Defined Contribution/Your retirement grows)
The best days were when "Asset-Backed Alert" arrived, because that meant I got to sing:
(Call me big daddy when you back that asset up/ Debt, who is you playing with, back that asset up/ Mortgages look good, won't you back that asset up/ Let's minimize risk, won't you back that asset up)
I'm sure that's just the interpretation that Juvenile was going for when he penned the original lyrics.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Because sometimes you need a reminder...
Friday, May 9, 2008
According the web site, the building will boast (among other luxuries, of course!):
- four-season roof top pool
- spa treatments and a fitness center
- library (I'd be happy to work there for free in exchange for room & board)
- theatre room (I can't decide if this is a movie theater room or a room dedicated to live theater)
All of these amenities are fine and dandy, but the real perk of 45 Province is that's directly across the street from 2 of Boston's finest establishments: Chacarero and Sam LaGrassa's. To me, that is luxury defined.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Umbro brand sportswear is no longer the benchmark of cool for middle schoolers, and neither is Drakkar Noir; however, it must still make tween girls swoon, because it's simply been replaced by Abercrombie & Fitch's FIERCE. The product description states: [the] scent is an immediate attention getter and rightly so. A&F pump this scent throughout their retail space, which results in a FIERCE noxious cloud that hovers within 20 feet of the store's entrance. Suddenly I have Rob Base's "Joy and Pain" in my head and I'm thirsty for a warm cup of orange punch.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
I mentioned once before how random Internet users are finding my blog through search engines. Here are a couple of more search strings that caught my attention:
- screaming women
- tightest buns
- bowl movement
- over the hill librarians
- dealing with PMS
- picture of teabag women (I'm certain this user did not find what he was looking for here)
- the good looking librarian (this one was my favorite)
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
When you're buying food off the street, I realize that you're sacrificing a bit of cleanliness; however, this is pretty disgusting.
We had all the usual bachelorette accouterments, including a bun pincher. The bun pincher was an immediate hit, and several people asked to borrow the pincher to try out on their unsuspecting friends.
This man's buns were housed in a previously unheard of brand of boxers: Saddles
All in all, we had a great time and Kim, our bachelorette, managed to end the evening without having done anything to put her future marriage in jeopardy. Well done!
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Carmen 'The Cheeseman' DiNunzio indicted in Big Dig corruption sting
Alternate headlines could be:
"Someone's got a beef with the Cheese"
"Cheeseman wants to be left aloam"
"FBI Caught the CheeseBoss, His Mama Never Sleeps at Night"
Either way, tonight's game is a win-win situation.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
She was about 5 feet tall and 90 lbs, but she spoke as if she were built like a linebacker.
"You can't do this yourself?!" she demanded incredulously.
"Well, I think you would do a better job than me." I was immediately frightened of this woman, and thought that the best strategy would be to butter her up. "It's my favorite jacket, so I thought I should bring it to a professional."
"Ah... yes! Yes!" She wasn't looking at me anymore and instead was focusing on the jacket with such intensity I thought she might burn a hole through it. "OK! Do not move!" And with that, she took the jacket in the back and I stood still for 8 minutes. How did I know it was 8 minutes? I didn't check my cell phone for the time out of fear that she was watching the security feed in the back room and would know I had disobeyed her order to stand still. There just happened to be a wall clock in front of me, along with a sign that said, "We will make you look good!" and "No credit cards!"
She came out from the back room and showed me the jacket. "You will like this!" And, in fact, I did. All of the other buttons had been reinforced with a thread that perfectly matched the jacket and the other button was back where it should be. "How much do I owe you?"
She looked at me closely, leaned forward and said, "I like you and I like your jacket. I will give you a special price. Normally the cost is $10, BUT! I will only charge you $5."
"Oh, thank yo-"
"DON'T TELL ANYONE!"
"Uh, ok... thank you." I took the jacket and started to leave the store. As I started to push through the front door, she cheerfully said, "Have a great day! Please come again!"