Friday, March 07, 2008
Blackbirds and barbeque
Oh that’s right. I’m writing a blog. Which can only mean one thing. That I have something interesting to say? What are you, new? Nay, it means that I have work related writing to do today and I’d like to put it off as long as I can.
So, what’s new since I posted that simian representation of myself? I made barbeque yesterday. It was pretty huge. Huge, in that I had never rocked the crock pot bbq and it was pretty stinking good. Huge, also, in the sense that 1 ½ pounds of pork is an awful lot for hubs and myself to dominate. So we had A LOT of food leftover. I tried to pawn it off on both sam and Linda mcd but alas, both were away from their nearby abodes. And, frankly, were probably a little alarmed by an unsolicited offering of pork. So now we have bbq in our freezer. Sigh.
On Tuesday, matt and I enjoyed a lunch out with my big brother chris at what he promised was the “best Chinese food buffet in town.” Right. To say I was skeptical is to make a statement that was under-exagerating my emotions.
Chris directed me towards the alleged greatness. He even went so far as to describe it as “palatial”
(Pause the story for a second: I just looked out my window and there are probably some hundred plus blackbirds who have descended upon in the very small bit of lawn beside the apartment. Very disturbing sight. I’m wondering if it has anything to do with the shortcake that I threw out there this morning. Yikes. Such power I wield. Ok, there was just a mass exodus. Which, needless to say, was very reminiscent of The Birds.)
Right, back to the story. So after chris dropped the work “palatial” like it was hot and then I tried to describe myself thusly, which then led to a discussion to what the word means (admittedly, I didn’t know. I just thought it meant “big” not actually referring to a structure being like a palace), we were there at the New China Buffet. It was taking up the corner of a pretty decrepit looking strip mall and my skepticism was nothing if not encouraged to grow stronger. We walked passed a silly little meditation pond (complete with a leprechaun-sized bridge) and into a non-descript foyer thingy and then…whoa.
Palatial was exactly the correct way to describe this place. The hostess stand and payment station was set in an opulent, two-story space that was rife with gilding, a gazebo, decorative vases, the works. As matt astutely put it, it looked like the set of a Jackie chan movie.
Then there was the food. I believe we counted 9 (nine!) buffets, with selections from china, sure, but also pizza, French fries, casseroles, desserts, and a full ice cream bar. Wow! This place obviously saw a good bit of business as there were so many booths and tables that each row was marked with a letter so you could find your way home. It was epic.
Yes, it was palatial.
Tonight, matt and I have to go to Parenthood classes to appease the powers that be at our hospital. You may think I sound hostile, but the thing is, my momsicle lovingly provided matt and I with some 12 videos aimed at new parents. We, painstakingly, watched them all and after seeing more women give birth than anyone ever should have to, I really don’t want to live through that again. But the thing is, I feel confident that videos of that nature probably figure into these classes pretty heavily. And, frankly, I don’t know if I can abide by this again. It’s traumatizing.
On a much more pleasant note, matt and I have been enjoying very much relaxing to the max when he gets home from work every day. Our routine now, thank you tivo, includes watching the previous nights Conan. Oh, well this wasn’t exactly the one I was looking for, but I like it pretty well.
Oh that’s right. I’m writing a blog. Which can only mean one thing. That I have something interesting to say? What are you, new? Nay, it means that I have work related writing to do today and I’d like to put it off as long as I can.
So, what’s new since I posted that simian representation of myself? I made barbeque yesterday. It was pretty huge. Huge, in that I had never rocked the crock pot bbq and it was pretty stinking good. Huge, also, in the sense that 1 ½ pounds of pork is an awful lot for hubs and myself to dominate. So we had A LOT of food leftover. I tried to pawn it off on both sam and Linda mcd but alas, both were away from their nearby abodes. And, frankly, were probably a little alarmed by an unsolicited offering of pork. So now we have bbq in our freezer. Sigh.
On Tuesday, matt and I enjoyed a lunch out with my big brother chris at what he promised was the “best Chinese food buffet in town.” Right. To say I was skeptical is to make a statement that was under-exagerating my emotions.
Chris directed me towards the alleged greatness. He even went so far as to describe it as “palatial”
(Pause the story for a second: I just looked out my window and there are probably some hundred plus blackbirds who have descended upon in the very small bit of lawn beside the apartment. Very disturbing sight. I’m wondering if it has anything to do with the shortcake that I threw out there this morning. Yikes. Such power I wield. Ok, there was just a mass exodus. Which, needless to say, was very reminiscent of The Birds.)
Right, back to the story. So after chris dropped the work “palatial” like it was hot and then I tried to describe myself thusly, which then led to a discussion to what the word means (admittedly, I didn’t know. I just thought it meant “big” not actually referring to a structure being like a palace), we were there at the New China Buffet. It was taking up the corner of a pretty decrepit looking strip mall and my skepticism was nothing if not encouraged to grow stronger. We walked passed a silly little meditation pond (complete with a leprechaun-sized bridge) and into a non-descript foyer thingy and then…whoa.
Palatial was exactly the correct way to describe this place. The hostess stand and payment station was set in an opulent, two-story space that was rife with gilding, a gazebo, decorative vases, the works. As matt astutely put it, it looked like the set of a Jackie chan movie.
Then there was the food. I believe we counted 9 (nine!) buffets, with selections from china, sure, but also pizza, French fries, casseroles, desserts, and a full ice cream bar. Wow! This place obviously saw a good bit of business as there were so many booths and tables that each row was marked with a letter so you could find your way home. It was epic.
Yes, it was palatial.
Tonight, matt and I have to go to Parenthood classes to appease the powers that be at our hospital. You may think I sound hostile, but the thing is, my momsicle lovingly provided matt and I with some 12 videos aimed at new parents. We, painstakingly, watched them all and after seeing more women give birth than anyone ever should have to, I really don’t want to live through that again. But the thing is, I feel confident that videos of that nature probably figure into these classes pretty heavily. And, frankly, I don’t know if I can abide by this again. It’s traumatizing.
On a much more pleasant note, matt and I have been enjoying very much relaxing to the max when he gets home from work every day. Our routine now, thank you tivo, includes watching the previous nights Conan. Oh, well this wasn’t exactly the one I was looking for, but I like it pretty well.
