So I have this friend from high school who is an author and a blogger. Recently, she's had some moderate success with the author side of things. Her first book was very well-received, and she published a short second volume of stories, and now she's a contributor at Huffington Post. I'm all proud and stuff to say I knew her when.

She's mostly what I think people would term a MommyBlogger, I guess? She has three kids, and most of her stories involve her kids (she was a columnist before she was a blogger...and a nurse before that.) But she's hilarious and snarky and foul-mouthed and hot-tempered and just awesome.

She's also deeply Christian, and a self-described "Jesus freak" although she doesn't talk about it much. Still, having had so many negative experiences with people from my hometown, I'm wary. We're friends on FB and unlike some of the people I'm "friends" with from high school, we actually communicate to some degree. I also read her blog, which is generally entertaining.

It also has the single best soup recipe I've ever had. ZOMG Amazeballs. And a successful Mexican cornbread recipe that I made tonight. YAY!!

(Sidenote conversation with [livejournal.com profile] andrewwho

Me: I'm attempting Mexican cornbread for the first time.
A: I'm rooting for you.
LATER
Me: It was a success. A crispy-cheesy topped success!
A: That is the best kind of success. It is success per se )

Annnnnnyway, tonight on FB she linked to another blog called "Scary Mommy" that looked funny. I scrolled through, and found this, which I loved...and which was quoting an article on the Scary Mommy website called "How to talk to your kids about Gay Parents."

"You see, there is a gay agenda. It's true. What most people don't realize is that the gay agenda isn't 'everybody should be gay'. It's 'everybody should be themselves.'"

And yes, there are issues with that statement, but you have to understand I was not necessarily expecting something positive.
And then I went back and looked at a slightly older post in my friend's archive, linking to another friend's blog post during the election...and possibly during the Chik-Fil-A-Fiasco.....and it was so positive! I was so heartened. (this is from the small town South, ya'll....and my friend the author still lives in the South, though in a different part.)

So. That was nice.

And it is seriously the best soup in the entire world. I made more of it tonight. Because yes.

food news

Jul. 26th, 2012 01:43 pm
So I don't remember if I noted it here, but the new Lean Cuisine Chef's Pick line is actually pretty tasty for what it is. I've been quite pleased, since though I really like Kashi, their selection is REALLY limited, and frozen entrees are how I do lunch, most workdays.

Today I'm having one of the entrees, and I flip over on the back to check the instructions (THEY VARY SOMETIMES OK) and there is a picture of all the chefs involved in the Chef's Pick project, and lo and behold, there she is

MICHELLE BERNSTEIN

Of course. Of course I like it.

In related, but much sadder news, my most favoritest restaurant in SoFla, Sra. Martinez, closed 4th of July weekend. Apparently the chef in residence (Not Michelle herself) left at the beginning of 2012, and since then the food has been spotty, and Michelle felt like she was spread really thin anyway, so she closed it. I didn't find out until my birthday, and was so full of WOE.

However, Miami Spice runs August 1, through September 30, so it is time for me to find a new favorite place to eat!
The scene: Tantra Restaurant and Lounge. Max got a filet mignon (note, I love steak, I never order the filet. Give me a ribeye.) I have ordered the lamb, which comes with both a lamb curry and lamb chops, and the best naan EVER.

Max, taking a bite of both parts of my lamb (mock accusingly): You win! You win at ordering EVERY TIME WE GO ANYWHERE IN MIAMI! EVERY TIME! YOU WIN!

Me (mock modestly): It isn't a particularly lucrative skill...or at all...but it makes me REALLY HAPPY!
You guys know I love Michelle Bernstein, the chef who owns Sra Martinez, Michy's, Crumb on Parchment, and the restaurant at the Omphoy in West Palm, right? I blog about her stuff often.

Dude. So I'm listening to my least favorite NPR show, our local current affairs show, but it is Thursday, which means the dining show. They are doing their yearly report on school lunches. They have a bunch of new programs promoting fresh food/healthy foods/salad bars (Michelle Obama was here promoting the salad bars.)

Well, they have fresh meal vending machines, with like, yogurt parfaits and veggie wraps and stuff now in the senior highs and some of the junior highs, and they were listing the local chefs who had been involved in planning the food.

Yep. My favorite chef, Michelle! YAY!

(they also have a farm to school program that I think she's involved in, and I know another chef is whose restaurant I've been wanting to try...)

OK, back to my awful day.
My devotion to Chef Michelle Bernstein is well known by those who know me. She is the chef who owns Sra Martinez, my favorite restaurant in Miami (Calypso in Nashville will always be my favorite) and Michy's, another excellent place where I had my birthday dinner last year and where I took my mom when she was visiting this year. She also has a place at the Omphoy in West Palm, where [livejournal.com profile] felisdemens had her birthday dinner last year, and [livejournal.com profile] laliari learned not to fear the "stunt food" as she called it.

So...I could have sworn I learned this from a coworker at a happy hour (more on that later) but Michelle has a new place, Crumb on Parchment, which is only open during the weekdays, and is just sandwiches and soups and desserts and such.

So last Friday [livejournal.com profile] maxymyllyn picked me up for lunch (and I must confess I had eaten during case review) and we went off in search of a Michelle Bernstein lunch. The place is in the atrium of a building about nine blocks from my firm, which makes me very happy. However, perhaps because it was Friday, or perhaps because we did not ask for our food to go, but the service was sloooooooooooooow.

But that didn't matter. I'd heard that Michelle's mother, Mrs. Bernstein, made the desserts, so I was very excited. I got the banana bread, and I'd have to give it a solid 8 on a sale of 10, and I am very very very picky about my banana bread. Max got some cookies, and I'd give them an 11 on a scale of 10, and I'm even pickier about my cookies.

And yes, I eat dessert first when I can. I can't stand the feeling of something sweet being the last thing I eat.

I then had gazpacho. One of my favorite things about summer is gazpacho. Gazpacho can be plain, or it can be just spicy, or it can be beautifully rich and complex. This is Michelle Bernstein, and though I was put off by its orangey color (I like a deep red gazpacho) there is a lot going on in there. It was a little sweet and a little spicy and nicely rich and wonderfully cold.

Next up were our sandwiches. Max had the one I'd heard raves about, a pulled chicken sandwich with some sort of curry-ish sauce and roasted peaches (in the winter it features pears). ZOMG YUM. Perfect with the homemade spicy potato chips. I had a roast beef sandwich with horseradish and onion, and....this is the Platonic ideal of a roast beef sandwich. Seriously. Max and I, independently and simultaneously came to that conclusion. Perfect with a lemony zesty oniony couscous side.

So so so good, definitely going back, but only when I have the time to spend.

The funny thing was, I could have sworn that a particular coworker, Lushy, told me about this at a happy hour, that she loved MB and that MB had a new restaurant. I told her no way, I totally would have heard about it. (This was back in April, and I was bored last Thursday and googled around for it and found it.) So I saw Lushy when I got back from lunch, and I gushed that "OMG, you were right, Michelle Bernstein has a new place and its near here and it is AMAZING!" And she was all "I never said that! I had no idea! I totally want to go! I love her but had no clue she had a new place!"

So now I have no idea where I found out she had a new restaurant.
The meal I used to hate eating was breakfast. I'm still not a big breakfast person, and my typical breakfast is a piece of fruit and either a serving of dry cereal, a bagel, or my new discovery, a Vita Top Cran Oat slice.

My new least favorite meal is lunch, or at least lunch at work. For YEARS, I've had a Lean Cuisine for lunch 85% of the time. They are quick and easy and cheap and relatively healthy, which are all good things for me at work.

But I've noticed that as I spend more time cooking and also eating at nicer places, Lean Cuisines are becoming less and less appetizing. I've had several days in recent months where I actually could not stomach a Lean Cuisine that had previously been a staple, even a favorite. This has happened to about three or four meals, and left me sad. And hungry.

I really don't have the time to make my lunch every day. I may try some other frozen brands like Smart Ones or Healthy Choice, or maybe things will get better.

(Luckily, the Pepperoni Pizza one is still delish.)
Things that were awesome in Chicago, in no particular order:


1. SNOW! It snowed! And it snowed like, the last night I was there, which is pretty much perfect for when I visit winter. I want it to snow a little, I want to enjoy the snow and have it be all pretty, and then I want to leave.

2. I had Coffee!Beer. Seriously. Why did I just now discover this, and why don't I have it ALL THE TIME? COFFEE BEER. It is Brilliant.

3. Smoked Gouda Macncheese with Duck Confit. HOLY MOTHER OF GOD. I had this WITH the coffee beer.

4. [livejournal.com profile] kcplan's apartment is fantastic! Gorgeous flooring, perfect layout, spacious, and an adorable little back porch area.

5. [livejournal.com profile] kcplan is the world's best hostess, and one of the dearest people in my life. Seriously. She is, in fact, the person I most want to be like when I grow up. (Yes, shut up, you are.) Perfect mix of fun and an inner peace I wish I could possess. Also? Best Chicago tour guide in the world. It speaks to how much she loves her adopted city, and made me want to learn more and become more involved with Miami. If you're headed to Chicago, she should show you around. And she makes a mean eggplant curry.

6. [livejournal.com profile] artaudxwilde. He's just fantastic, and I am so happy I got to see him TWICE last year. The three of us together just makes me so happy.

7. Going to Second City just made me so happy, and it was so much fun. Some really good talent there.

8. Their public transportation is so much better (I had to fight the temptation to write "more gooder" there to be funny) than Miami's. I was jealous. Also, [livejournal.com profile] kcplan declared we could never leave because we gave her awesome train luck. We never waited more than a few minutes, which, given the temperature, was awesome.

9. Wandering the city was wonderful.

10. The view from the women's bathroom on the like, 95th floor of a building, where we went to get drinks. Someone will have to tell me the name of the building, because I don't remember it.

11. Ryder, [livejournal.com profile] kcplan's boyfriend, is made of win and cookies. And beer.

12. OMG. The drinks and food were so cheap! I cannot emphasize this enough.

13. The crack!noodle place near the apartment. Fantastically delicious noodles I've been hearing about for five years.

14. [livejournal.com profile] kcplan and [livejournal.com profile] artaudxwilde, again.
So apparently the thing I saw last night was *not* the Miami Street Food Court, but the Biscayne Triangle Truck Round-Up.

That's right, there is more than one of these going on in Miami, and the BTTR *IS* in that location every week.

I'm going to scope out the MSFC too, but damn. I'm so foodhappy right now!
Yesterday started off unpleasant and didn't change until I went to dinner with [livejournal.com profile] idefinemyself, who always makes a day better, even if it was a good day.

And then! Then!

So I mentioned in a recent post how happy it makes me that Miami is getting food trucks of the non-sketchy variety. I also mentioned how I hadn't been able to partake of one yet.

Well, I was driving home last night, and not too far from my place (actually, really near where I had the car accident) I passed by like, a dozen food trucks! All parked on this little side street that runs parallel to the main thoroughfare, which I was on. They were all lit up, and there were at least 150 people out there.

Even though I was tired and migrainey and had already eaten, I decided to check it out, so I turned around and went back. I walked around looking at all the options: several taco trucks (YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY) and some latin fusion and some local seafood and a crepe place, and one Japanese one called, I kid you not, "Miso Hungry".

And the hot pink one was there! And it sells tacos! (Have I mentioned how much I *adore* tacos?) And so, being very naughty since I'd already had some delicious salmon for dinner, I couldn't help it. I stood in line for a bit at the crepe place, but the line was really long. (I heard the guy say he'd made 300 crepes since 630 that night, and this was a bit after nine.) So I went where I knew I was destined to go all along, the hot pink truck. I asked the woman if they did this kind of collective dinner thing often, and OMG OMG

She said they did it EVERY TUESDAY NIGHT!!! OMG OMG OMG.

I am SO EXCITED! I love my city.

A little poking around this morning tells me they call it the Miami Street Food Court, and that they aren't always in that one location, and they do it more than once a week. (Miami is HUGE. This makes sense.) But I just subscribed to their FB page, so I'll know where they're going to set up. And I posted asking them to come back to that location.

Also there is a truck called DimSum A GoGo. I approve.

BTW, that taco was good.
Just had a great Miami Spice dinner at Asia de Cuba at Mondrian in South Beach with the awesome [livejournal.com profile] laliari and her wonderful M.

Dude, the food was good, but the hotel? The very definition of opulence. It had one of those vending machines where you can get everything from $5 breath mints to a $7500 motorcycle to a '57 Ford Thunderbird and many many things in between. The bathrooms had chandeliers. Fun stuff.

Quotes of the evening included, but were not limited to:

"Are you...are you giving me a ....hermit crab?"

"Its like a nuclear attack...in your MOUTH!"

"I'm not giving the blow job this time, I miss everything that way!!"
enderfem: (depp)
I canned peppers today.

Now, I did this four years ago, and posted pictures and talked all about it. Four years ago I went to the Farmer's Market in Birmingham where we'd been going since I was younger, and the fifteen to twenty trucks were spilling over with peppers, as well as tons of other produce. I bought all I could fit into the front of my car. Beautiful shiny thick cayenne peppers, green and yellow and orange and red.

I should have known it would be bad this year.

It hasn't rained here. Not much, not often, not lately.

When I went to the market yesterday? There were only three trucks there AT ALL. (I went the same time this year as four years ago, almost exactly.)

Only one truck had peppers, and they were tiny, many shriveled, and tons were just dried husks. I bought what I could, but I actually had to go inside to one of the retail portions of the market and buy out all their peppers to have enough. Everyone told me the same thing. "No water this summer. None." [livejournal.com profile] blitheandbonny told me of her herb garden. She watered it, but the sun scorched it beyond repair.

I bought peaches from one of the other trucks, and white squash from the third, because I just couldn't bear it.

Mom and I had to sort through a lot of bad peppers, but we still managed to can 12 half pints and 12 pints, though I think a few of the half pints aren't sealing properly.

As much as I hate hurricanes, I'm hoping for some storm systems to make it up this way (as tropical depressions) because damn, they need the rain.
There are fifteen days left til my Birthday! It is ALMOST BIRTHDAY MONTH!!!

I have yet to firm up birthday plans, though there will be a dinner that night, either at Sra. Martinez or Michy's, depending on a few small things.

Last year I asked people to record something for me, and I've heard almost all of it now (I'm having computer issues on the last few) and I *LOVED* it. All of it. Thank you all so much!

So, I'm trying to cook more, and working on meal planning and all of that. Part of this is financial, part of it is health-related, and part of it is that I just really enjoy cooking.

Bearing that in mind:

If you want to give me something for my birthday this year, give me a recipe! I far prefer receiving physical recipe cards (I'm making a recipe book) and my address is the top entry of my LJ, but you can of course email them to enderfem at gmail dot com. Usual caveat of "I celebrate birthday month, late gifts are loved just as much as those on time."

I eat pretty much everything other than French Toast. I'm working on eggs as promised, [livejournal.com profile] regyt and [livejournal.com profile] novalis. I am an intermediate cook but looking to expand my skill set.

If you send me a recipe, I'll use it at some point in the next year, take a photo, and write an entry about it.

If you don't cook: make something for me! and send it to me! I love handmade things too.

If you don't like either idea, I do have an Amazon wishlist which is linked on my lj.

YAY BIRTHDAYS!!

*no birthday month song until it is actually birthday month*

"Tell me what you eat, and I'll tell you what you are"
--- Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin
I had an absolutely fantastic time with [livejournal.com profile] electricgrendel (he got a new LJ whilst he was here...he also got into nursing school!) and the oft-elusive Timball.

There was much drinking and partying and swimming in my apartment complex's pool at 2 am. There was also a metric ton of food, I think. [livejournal.com profile] electricgrendel made awesome pork tacos and he also made fried green tomatoes. Between that and dinner later that night at Havana (I had beef for dinner but a pork appetizer), there was a lot more pork than I usually eat, which apparently had visible effects.

[livejournal.com profile] maxymyllyn: You ok?
Me: I ate a pig. A whole one.

Later,

Max: You look tired.

Me: I ATE A PIG. It was tiring!

I also had green eggs and ham at Van Dyke Cafe (scrambled eggs with pesto and goat cheese), we ate a ton of sushi, and Timball and I went to Sra Martinez, where we were defeated by our food, though we fought valiantly. I'll post that later. And that damn Green Goddess review. Really.

[livejournal.com profile] electricgrendel totally killed "I Can't Stand The Rain" at karaoke. *I* was actually going to sing something, but waited too late to sign up. I wanted to do "Forgot About Dre" (he would have done Eminem's bit) but they didn't have it, they did have "Guilty Conscience". Someday, karaoke. Someday.

But really, it was an ideal visit. [livejournal.com profile] electricgrendel and I, on a whim, decided he should extend his visit by a few days, and it was seriously the best thought we'd ever had together. (Although frankly I think our Amish Rumspringa online dating service is pretty fantastic...we just need a name.) It meant he was here along with Timball, which made a mini-McGill reunion in my apartment. I'd love a McGill reunion, especially in South Florida. I just. I've had a few rough spots lately, and reconnecting with people I've known for a long time (I've known Timball ten years and E-Grendel over twenty) did me an enormous amount of good. It was also nice to see that as a whole, all three of us are more stable than we we were in college. Which is good, but also not a terribly high bar to meet.

I'm terrifically excited for [livejournal.com profile] vandygoddess's visit in a few weeks, but after that, I have no houseguests scheduled. Which may be a good thing for a little while at least, but...When I tell someone they should come visit me, I mean it. I love having people around, though I do need my quiet time, and should pay closer attention to how I schedule things, but seriously, if I tell you to come visit, it isn't an idle wish. You should also come in winter, when it sucks everywhere else but is nice here.
I was going to finally write the entry about my amazing dinner at The Green Goddess in New Orleans, but now is not the time. I haven't slept since 12:30 Saturday afternoon, and I need a bit more rest to write what will be a long entry, I'm sure. Also, how the hell do I copy and paste with an adobe pdf? Because those descriptions are long, yo. Also, I'm hoping to go to bed in the next hour or so.

I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for their kind words on my recent wangsty posts. I promise to lighten up on the wangst.

Also: Special thank you to [livejournal.com profile] greyweirdo who sent along a really sweet care package. I've already eaten all the dried fruit. YUM. Thank you sweetie!!

Yesterday afternoon I learned an important lesson. While a self-cleaning oven is wonderful thing, when you have a tiny apartment with a poorly-ventilated kitchen (but with such nice shelving!) you should not sit in the apartment for the three hours the oven is cleaning. Also, it will take forever to get the smell out. I still think I probably smelled of oven cleaner at the club last night, but my friends were too nice to tell me.

I did, however, remember around 11 am this morning an old trick of my mom's, so I put a pot of water on the stove to simmer, and dropped about a third of a bottle of whole cloves in it. My apartment smells wonderful.

Actually, it now smells more like that eggplant tomato bake I make, since I made that tonight.

I've discovered that when I'm exercising, I actually want to eat healthier. I don't know if that's a physiological thing or a psychological thing or a combination. I mean, I'm using up nutrients, so its natural my body wants to replace them instead of replacing my stores of HFCS, butterfat, and MSG, but still. It is a good thing.

Last night the discussion turned to quirky things, and I was thinking today about my weird quirks. There's not a small number of them. I wonder what weird quirks people are willing to admit they have? Comment here and let me know! I'll start: I think this is because I tend to get messy when doing both, but I prefer to both cook and clean naked or almost naked. Which is one of the reasons I cannot run a restaurant or a catering business, or even a maid service, I suppose.

So, what about you?
OK, I am going to try and do this justice, but bear with me. I'm a mere mortal.

Tonight [livejournal.com profile] felisdemens and I went to Sra Martinez, a tapas place near my work where I went this summer with Mr. Matrix and Snazzy Eddie.

Oh.

My.

God.

Tonight was....I just don't have words. It is not enough to call it a good meal. Or to say that neither Felis nor I want to eat again. Or that I almost cried, and my eyes were glassy.


We began with bread and olive oil, as well as an order of manchego cheese and raisin walnut bread. Delicious. We snacked on that while we decided what to order. I don't know if all the planets were in alignment, if my chi was balanced, if some ancient god or goddess looked at us with favor in his or her eye....but we ordered the PERFECT meal.

First, Crispy Artichokes--long stem chokes, lemon-coriander dressing

These were light and salty, hot and crispy--perfectly breaded and seasoned and cooked, and the dressing? Amazing. Felis and I were quite moved by it, but little did we know what was to come.

Pork Belly and Clams--wilted greens, soy-sherry broth

This was. This was a deeply personal, beautiful experience, and I added it as an afterthought! An afterthought! It's simply the best thought my brain has ever had.

Seriously, this is pork and fat in a sauce that was....OK, I would eat ANYTHING covered in this sauce. Turnips, sand, puppies. ANYTHING. We spoke of the sauce the rest of the night, in ....well, I'd like to say it was loving and reverential tones, but this was more of an ecstatic religion. We dipped everything we could find into it once we ran out of pork fat and before they wrangled it away from us. We were sorely tempted to up-end the little trough it came in into our mouths. Or slurp it up. Or beg for bottles of it and sit out on the curb, passing them back and forth and fighting over the dregs. I just. It was ...there are NO WORDS.

Before we could finish THE SAUCE, we were served

Prawns a la Plancha--heads-on prawns, garlic confit, chimichurri

Once we were able to crack into them, these were delicious. Just the right amount of garlic flavoring the prawn. Also, they were downright orgasmic dipped in THE SAUCE. Hell, I came close to dipping a prawn eye in THE SAUCE when we ran out of other stuff. That or our server.

Rabo Encendido--with trophie pasta and marscapone cheese (and little heirloom tomatoes)

My addled brain thought this was rabbit. Rabbit used to be on the menu. This is oxtail. And it was really good, and smelled divine. In all fairness though--ok, the dish was good. It was probably delicious, and we loved the pasta, but really? It was the weakest of the dishes. I tried to love them all the same, but my heart was still wrapped up in THE SAUCE. (OMG. If my heart really was wrapped in THE SAUCE, I'd want someone to eat it, only because I couldn't.)

Roasted Bone Marrow--topped with BBQ eel, apples and soy apple butter

I'd had the bone marrow the last time I was at Sra. Martinez, but that time it had not come topped with cold BBQ eel, and someone needs to answer for that.

OMG. This was so much better than I remembered. Rich and fatty and the most decadent thing ever, served IN THE BONE. I also told Felis that I was reminded of one of the vampires from Anne Rice, and I don't remember who it is but it may have been Louis after he goes batshit, who sucked the marrow from his victims' bones.

That is some tasty stuff. We weren't even finished with it when they brought out

Foie Gras--with brown butter apples, pulled braised pork (because we hadn't had enough fat.)

To quote [livejournal.com profile] felisdemens "I'm developing deep and complicated feelings about this." This, from the first bite of brown butter apple to the moment I piled it on top of a slice of toasted bread with bone marrow to make the most decadent club sandwich EVER, drove us into fits of ecstatic worship. Seriously. Tender pork and perfect foie gras with these rich apple bits....Had we been a little louder in our praise, we would have made utter fools of ourselves. As it was, n one side of us, the woman at a table with two men was clearly very jealous of our meal, and the other table just stared at us open-mouthed, from like, six inches away.

That was when we decided we'd reached the Apotheosis of Food.

And that it was time for dessert.

We went with two choices, served (and eaten) together. First,

Flan with sherry cream

This is apparently the chef's mother's recipe. God bless and keep those women. Alive. And serving food in Miami. I'm not usually a huge flan-fan (that's a fun bit to type) but this was so thick and rich it was almost like a panna cotta. Sweet and soft and smooth.

Thyme-infused warm goat cheese with honey, guava paste and raisin walnut bread

This is THE ONLY thing that came near to THE SAUCE for pure [livejournal.com profile] enderfem and [livejournal.com profile] felisdemens enthusiasm. The perfect balance of savory and sweet-- actually the perfect balance of EVERYTHING EVER. It was served on some sort of fig leaf or something, which I scraped clean with no shame at all. We dreamed of a world where the serving was the size of a plate, fully understanding that one of us might die in the middle of eating it. (I told Felis I expected her to eat around my face if I did die--she confirmed she would even move my hair if it got in the way, and we both decided I could be resurrected with THE SAUCE.)

Felis: I don't want to experience any other sensory input for a long while.

Me: I don't want to eat anything ever again. Other food will make me sad now.


There were lots more jokes and fawning and frothing, but seriously, awesome company and Best. Meal. Ever.
Hey, an interview meme! If you want in, leave me a comment saying "Resistance is Futile."

I'll respond by asking you five questions so I can satisfy my curiosity.

Update your journal with the answers to the questions.

Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions.


Questions from [livejournal.com profile] g33kgrrl

1. Now that you are moved into your shiny new place, do you have any plans to acquire a pet?

The short answer to this is "Yes, but not anytime soon." I had hoped to be ready to get a puppy in late December or early January, but that isn't going to work out.(Yes, [livejournal.com profile] shadesong I know I said I would.) I need to pay off some more debt before I'd feel ready to take on a pet. I also am planning a few longish trips in the upcoming year to year and a half, and that would require figuring out something to do with said pet while I'm gone, etc. I hate asking people to pet-sit. Well, really I hate asking people for help at all. This would so not have been an issue seven years ago, because my dad and stepmother ran a boarding kennel and grooming shop in central Florida. But alas. I also need adequate time to devote to training said puppy, and I very much do not have that right now. When I *do* get one, I'm thinking a Corgi. My stepmother works with a couple of different breed rescue groups, and Corgis are one of them. They're small and cute and quite smart. Plus, as [livejournal.com profile] kcplan said, the Queen loves them! It'll be weird, since I've always had large breeds, but they're adorable.

2. Charlie Crist. Seriously, what do you think he's going to do this election cycle? He seems kind of stuck between a rock and a hard place?

You know, this is hard because I'm confused. I think at one time you said something similar either on your journal or mine, and I remember being confused. He's quite popular, for the most part, and has done a lot of things for the state that make both Dems and Reps happy. In fact, I'm kind of sad to lose him as a governor. (Although I have strong issues with his incredibly hypocritical stance on GLBTI issues.) He has name recognition like whoa. He's had missteps of course, but really, his challenger for the nomination, Marco Rubio, just strikes me as a flash in the pan. He's much more hard-line then Crist, but aside from vocal crazies, we're a much more moderate state than recent events would lead one to believe. Also, I'm pretty sure Crist has a bigger war chest. And if he gets the nom, I have little doubt he'll win the election, much as I'd like to see Alex Sink take it. He's popular and moderate enough to get some Democrat votes (especially moderate to conservative ones who might be put off by whoever gets the Dem nom--especially if it is Sink.) But then, I've been so busy working and so full of hate for the world and its denizens that you probably have information that I don't.

3. Dream-team Supreme Court: you can name 9 people to the Supreme Court. Who are they, and why?

Since you didn't specify whether they had to be alive or dead, or contemporaries of each other, or whether they had to have actually been on SCOTUS, I'm removing all such parameters here. Otherwise it would be very hard.

An answer this long needs a cut tag. )

4. I am a picky eater. What would you recommend I try as the next thing to broaden my horizons, and why?

See, this is really hard, maybe even harder than the SCOTUS question (although I spent a very loooong time on that one) for a few reasons. I don't really know for sure what you have and haven't tried, and it is hard for me to gauge what you may or may not be interested in trying. I know you say you dislike spice (although from your description it appears to apply to most seasonings) but are there any you like? Rosemary, oregano, sage, paprika, salt, pepper? I'm never sure. There's also the whole "this is alien to me" thing that I struggle with. However, I will try:

I would like to make a plug for trying greens again. Swiss chard is rather bitter, and not a good green to start with. Maybe some fresh wilted spinach? Much milder. Or mustard greens, which are far milder than turnip or collard. Or kale, which can be roasted and thus the bitterness is removed. I'd also recommend trying a roasted mushroom, as the consistency and texture is different. Hm, what about asparagus? It is quite good and can be cooked many different ways: roasted, sauteed, par-boiled, blanched, or even raw. (I may be biased as I just spent an hour blanching and freezing asparagus.)Oh, and I can't remember if you've had sweet potatoes? They're quite healthy, and I think [livejournal.com profile] chemokitty should try them. They taste good, there's lots of things you can do with them, and if you don't overcook a baked sweet potato, the consistency is close to a regular baked potato. But yes, those are my recommendations--other leafy greens, roasted mushrooms, asparagus and sweet potatoes.


5. What is the one piece of knowledge or advice you would tell people that you've gained from your time working with the criminal justice system?

I think you're referring to the project I ran helping women who were getting out of prison with civil legal issues? If not, then I'm really confused because that's the only experience I have professionally with the criminal justice system, and even then, I was handling civil matters. That being said, I'll basically give the spiel I gave twice a month about a specific issue I saw again and again:

If you are going to have to serve time in prison and you have children, make sure you have REALLY solid plans for the custody of your kids while you're inside. If there's another parent around than that isn't too difficult, but so many times, there just isn't. Giving someone physical custody of your kids isn't legal custody in most states. A signed note doesn't suffice either. (I saw a lot of this: "I, Britney, give custody of my daughter Hannah to my friend Miley." Yeah, that's not legally enforceable in most places.) A power of attorney is also not enough in many states, including Florida. The person seeking custody (and they can begin having physical custody at any time, of course) needs to file a Temporary Relative Custody order if they are a relative. (if not, there are some other options.) A TRC allows the person to make education and medical (including emergency medical) decisions for your kids. You sign a waiver form, and the custodial relative files that along with some other paperwork with the court. A judge signs the order, and the custodial relative keeps a copy to take to schools, hospitals, housing agencies, public benefit agencies, etc. When you get out, you simply file a motion in court to reverse the order. It usually takes only a few weeks.

I tell you this because I have seen parents lose their children, and lose their parental rights, because the question of who had custody was murky. If the state discovers insufficient legal custody exists, they'll often put the child(ren) in state custody. And depending on the length of your sentence, that can lead to serious consequences for you, your child and your parental rights. By federal law (and I can't remember the name of the damn law anymore, it has been so long since I did this) if your children are in state custody for 14 out of the last 22 months (cumulative, and does not account for short trips to see relatives) the state HAS to start proceedings to terminate your parental rights.

You're supposed to get notice of this, but as we all know, you get bounced from prison to prison around the state and you don't always get your mail in time. If you miss your deadline to contest the TPR (Termination of Parental Rights) you can appeal the decision, but you only have one year to appeal it and you have to show your rights were terminated under duress (in Florida, at least.) If your parental rights are terminated, that's it. You no longer have the right to any kind of contact with your child.

Spiel over: Yes, I saw this happen quite often. The saddest case wasn't even one where a TRC order would have helped. Mom's boyfriend took physical custody, but then he had a stroke and ended up in an assisted living facility and the state took the kids. Mom was in her first six months of a four year sentence, and was bounced around so much no letters, not to mention court notices, reached her in time. She lost her parental rights, and though she was going to get out of prison soon after I met with her, she felt like she wasn't going back to anything worth caring about. So. Make sure you have some good solid legal custody plans in place, and try as much as possible to stay informed as to what is going on with your family.
Right. So instead of discussing how awful everything is right now, I'll talk about my weekend, which was pretty good.

I slept Friday after work. And that's pretty much all I did.

Saturday, Ms. Bee, [livejournal.com profile] chemokitty, Tonic and I all headed off to see ROLLER DERBY! First off, the area around the roller rink? Sketchy, but not too sketchy. An abandoned strip club provided ample parking, though.


There were far more people there than I had thought there would be. Next time, we get there earlier. And eat first.

This was flat-track derby, which is a little less dangerous/exciting than the type shown in the movie Whip It. There were people slamming into each other, though not nearly enough to make me happy. However, the local team won, and it was a really good game. I now have a favorite player, too (Jess Bizness--she is crazy fast). All in all, I enjoyed it.

New season starts at the end of January. We'll get better seats, and I'll still sigh wistfully about how much I wish I could do this.



Then we went to Jaxson's. Ok, I think I might have been there once as a youngster. Maybe. Also, several people recommended it to me based on having a good grilled cheese sandwich (for 'Kitty). But...none of them mentioned that this restaurant in Davie is a Temple to Kitsch and Obesity. Seriously. There was a guy playing annoying songs on like, a Casio, for the MOUNDS of people waiting outside. Inside was full of more flair than a thousand TGI Fridays. Every spare piece of wall had something random stuck on it, like the owners raided the homes on that A&E show, Hoarders. Any time someone ordered the "Kitchen Sink" i.e., approximately 2 gallons of ice cream with enough whipped cream to cover a football player (not that I've ever covered a football player in whipped cream. I'm just sayin') the giddy restaurant people would sound an AIR HORN. DEAR GODS AN AIR HORN.

And portion sizes? You know that website, thisiswhyyourefat.com? They could just have a big picture of Jaxson's on it. After having a buffalo chicken wrap where they basically put a chicken the size of a buffalo inside a tortilla, Tonic ordered one scoop of ice cream. They've got large scoops there, because it looked to be about a pint.

Craziness.

We laughed at the surreality of it all, and the ice cream was quite good, plus they make their own soda, which is neat (the diet wasn't good but the regular cola was.)

I could go there again for ice cream, if I split it with someone and wear earplugs and a blindfold.


Sunday I relaxed by the pool at my complex, since the temperature finally dipped to 70. I put on sunscreen, but I still burned (my sunscreen has expired, apparently). Only on one side though, which is odd as I was lying flat. Sun positioning, I suppose. Still it was blissful and fun and just what I needed. I came into the office and worked for a bit, and then went home where everything ever ceased to function, but I won't get in to that.
One of the many wonderful things about the visit from [livejournal.com profile] kcplan earlier this summer was that she gave me a recipe for roasted broccoli.

I love broccoli, but there's only so many times I can steam or stir fry it, or eat it raw.

I had some broccoli that I needed to use RIGHT AWAY, and after days of soup I needed some veggies. So I made the broccoli recipe she left.

OMG. SO GOOD. No wonder her last step in the recipe is "Devour".

So, I hope she's fine with sharing, because here's the recipe. Simple, but tasty and crunchy!

Roasted Broccoli )

Of course, one can play with the seasonings (and I will!) but yes. So tasty.
Had a wonderful birthday dinner at La Lupa di Roma last night. They were so sweet to set up both an outdoor table for 12 and an indoor one, as it eventually got a bit windy and rain started, so we moved inside. I had the homemade gnocchi with meat sauce, but I also took bites of the vegetarian carbonara, the chicken with pears (omg) and the pappardelle with fig (double omg). The hot chocolate souffle for dessert was perfect. As was all the wine. The service was....Miami service, but I really like the place and will be back.

Of course the best part of dinner was the company! [livejournal.com profile] chemokitty, Ms. Bee, Mr. Matrix, Fantastic Eddie and his friend, [livejournal.com profile] infernoagogo and J, coworkers Amsterdam and Flower, and Flower's girlfriend Teacher, and [livejournal.com profile] idefinemyself and her awesome new boyfriend Tonic.

Such a great time. Now I go into the office for a bit.
Pretty good weekend. Friday night was tapas with Mr. Matrix and Snazzy Eddie at Sra Martinez, which is tasty AND near my office. We ordered about seven plates--the roasted pimiento peppers were tasty and SE referred to them as Spain's answer to edamame. I really loved the crispy artichokes. The foie gras was ok--I'm not a huge fan of it in general. The restaurant's version of a potato skin, inverted and served with manchego cheese and spices, was everyone's favorite.

The fried quail was ok, but the local honey served with it was fantastic. I've always wanted to try bone marrow, so we got that as well. I thought it would be grainy for some reason. It was fat and protein, and the server described it as really rich butter. Mr. Matrix and I loved it, Snazzy Eddie did not. We also got the special, which was a gnocchi and chorizo thing that was divine. There was a thyme-infused goat cheese for dessert. I enjoyed it, but even better was the quince paste served with it. I've been wanting to try quince for awhile, and this was fabulous.

Saturday I went to a lobbying training for Save Dade. There was a great group of people there, although I must say the speaker from HRC was horrible. Just horrible. He didn't know the bills he was talking about, nor the representatives. I already have a meeting set up with my local rep, and got voted captain of my district. Go me!.

I then saw Away We Go with [livejournal.com profile] chemokitty. I highly, highly recommend it, with the warning there are some awkward and over-the-top moments, but I thought it was fantastic. I think I've loved every Focus Feature film I've seen. There was also some shopping and dinner at Tony Roma's (the one down south, [livejournal.com profile] tresca, which didn't suck like the one up north.)

After I got home and got in bed, my host arrived home from dinner and wanted to chat, so we talked for a bit and then finished watching the dvd of the one-woman show he directed in March in North Carolina. The show is The Last Flapper and is based on the life of Zelda Fitzgerald. It was really good, and made me all curious about her. (I abhor The Great Gatsby.)

Yesterday I slept waaaaay in, but I worked out for the first time in three weeks. I'm getting back on track, but it is a slow process.

I then went to John Martin's a pub in Coral Gables, for an Irish breakfast with my book club. I had a fantastic ham and cheese croissant. Then it was off to work, to spend half my day organizing my office. I'm about a two thirds of the way through that project. I'll feel much calmer when its done, I think.

At one point during the work, I realized the pharmacy nearby was closing and I needed to get my prescriptions. The pharmacy is located right next to a Publix grocery store. So a few weeks ago I was reading the Miami New Times Best of list, and the best BBQ was Jimmy's BBQ, which is just a little street food kiosk, and the article mentioned he usually set up behind that particular Publix. I had seen it before reading the article, but not much since, as I didn't drive that way for awhile. When I went to the pharmacy, there he was. So I walked over and said I'd heard they had the best BBQ in Miami, and I wanted to try it. He asked if I was familiar with BBQ, and I told him I grew up in Alabama, so yeah...somewhat familiar. He gave me a rib for free. OMG. It was fantastic. Like, for all you Jasper people, it was Green Top-level good. (Funny story--we were once in Jamaica and ran into someone wearing a Green Top shirt, and like, two years later, my cousins were in Nevada and found a Green Top fridge magnet in their suite.) I bough half a slab and brought it home for sharing with my host. So. Delicious.

After that, I slept. A lot. I took a "nap" at like, 7:30, and at 9 was convinced to just sleep. So of course I woke up at one and tossed and turned the rest of the time, but that happens.

So. Good weekend. Lots of good food. You know, I need a food icon.

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