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To kick off the pre-sweet goodness celebrating I met with Brian and others at Clarke’s for a dinner at midnight on Friday.
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I ate Swedish pancakes.

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I mangled my pancakes.

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To kick off the pre-sweet goodness celebrating I met with Brian and others at Clarke’s for a dinner at midnight on Friday.
3.
I ate Swedish pancakes.

4.
I mangled my pancakes.

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I have spent most of my free time lately web designing. I’ve mostly been working on Silly America but, since I am not all that creative, once I get the coding down I will be borrowing heavily from that for this site. My goal is to have both completely redesigned before the Krystal Square Off! So stay tuned!
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I really think I am the only person in Chicago who doesn’t own an umbrella.
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Tomorrow I get my bi-annual haircut. I really only get a haircut once or twice a year. It’s mostly for the laziness of not wanting to call and get an appointment anywhere. I made an appointment to get my haircut at a “punk rock” salon…we’ll see how this goes as I don’t really want a “punk rock” hairstyle but regular salons never understand that I like my hair to just be messy and my bangs to be choppy. I hope this place does.
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Last night Mat and I went to the io to watch some improv and get some drinks. We stopped at Taco Bell first. I think my comment was “of all the places in the city you want to go to Taco Bell?” But it was there and it was fast. And he made fun of me for ordering a taco without lettuce. First because I ordered it without lettuce and second because I ordered a taco and “you’re supposed to order multiple things.” For the record I got cinnamon twists too.
The io show was great! Well the first people were good but not fantastic. But the second one was amazingly good. It’s called Felt. And it is puppets doing improv. Puppets. Doing. Improv. Hilarious.
Then we went ot see District 9. It probably was a very good movie. It was very interesting. But I had a hard time watching it because the camera work was so damned shaky that it made me nauseous. I threw up my taco when I got home. You probably didn’t need to hear that.
I am starting to think I should start my own cooking blog of what not to do in the kitchen. Don’t get me wrong. I love to cook. But sometimes I think cooking doesn’t love me. And really I have none of the qualities that it takes to do either. Let us examine three of the meals I cooked this week for what NOT to do…
1. Potatoes a la Val
I could write a cookbook on how to make meals out of new potatoes. I always keep a bag on hand because if nothing else they make an easy meal that usually goes well tossed with whatever else you have leftover in your fridge. This week I sliced them thin and baked them with leftover garlic, parmesan cheese, and rosemary…
Of course I didn’t cut the garlic small enough to do anything.
And I totally forgot to add any salt and pepper.
And then I totally got really hungry and, therefore, impatient, and, therefore, took them out of the oven way earlier than I should have so they were still slightly raw.

2. Chicken with tarragon cream sauce.
I seasoned this up just right. The chicken turned a perfect brown, crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside. I took it out of the oven after 40 minutes on 350 and 5 on 400…and then I turned the handle to not stick out…and burned the hell out of my hand.
I spent the entire night in horrific pain. We didn’t have ice at all so I kept getting Cokes from the fridge and held them until they went warm because it was the only thing that could stop the pain and if I wasn’t holding something cold it only took moments for my body to start shaking and for it to feel as if I would pass out completely. Heather gave me some Tylenol PM which did nothing for the pain but did help me fall asleep before 9pm so I could at least ignore the pain a bit…My hand is fine today, just very blitery.
The chicken did turn out lovely though. And yes, yes even in writhing pain I still take a moment to take a photo of my food.

3. Chicken and dumplings.
I had some chicken left so I decided to make soup…Because soup does not go in the oven and therefore I figured my hands would be safe. What I was not prepared for was, when cutting into the chicken after it had boiled for a bit, to hear a pop and have a ton of blood splatter up. WTF? Undeterred, I cut around the bloody parts.
I also think I forgot to salt the dumplings. But whatever. It tasted yummy. And I have enough to feel about a million people.

And that was my week in cooking. In conclusion, I am still alive and Heather is still alive. So I guess I am doing something right.
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Last night I googled “tall guy with curly hair who takes good photos and likes road trips.” It didn’t produce anything. Scotty thinks it would have made a good movie if it did.
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While shamelessly googling myself I came across this. It is the video used in Never the Sinner and he used some of my photos in it!
Never the Sinner: Montage from Jim Vendiola on Vimeo.
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I love sweatshirt and hot chocolate weather. I wish it would stay like this always.