*BURP*

Feb. 14th, 2006 09:00 pm
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (Dizzy)
[livejournal.com profile] gridlore is sadly unwell, so I took myself out to dinner. There's a nearby all-you-can-eat sushi bar...

...and boy, did I eat it all.
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (BalancedDiet)
The truffles you once described as "chocolate satori" are back in stock at Costco. The packaging is different (they're no longer listed as Cemoi brand), but the flavor is unmistakeable.

*BURP*

Oct. 31st, 2005 02:15 pm
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (Default)
Just back from a two-hour going-away lunch for my soon-to-be-ex supervisor.

At PF Chang's, where I hadn't eaten in months.

*happynoises*
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (Default)
Rose and I just got back from Safeway.... Even with my Club Card, we wound up spending $200. Granted, most of what we picked up will last us through the month, as well as a few non-perishables that will go even further, but still, it's a shock to the system to watch all of that pile up in the cart. And Doug was already asleep, so we had to haul it upstairs ourselves - well, she got all of it as far as the 2nd floor landing, and I helped bring it up from there.

So naturally something had to rustle its way out of the bags and bounce all the way down the stairs as we stood there and watched. Definitely one of those "you'd better laugh before you start crying" moments, imo.

And I really should be in bed now; I've gotta put gas in the car before we head back over to IKEA in the morning, and we want to be there right when they open in hopes of not spending three million years in line again, so I want to be out the door by 0900. At least my fever seems to be down. (I still feel like shit, though - and I'm praying dafydd hasn't picked it up, too....)
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (Default)
So off I went to FAO Schweetz this afternoon, because they have an M&Ms ColorWorks display, and Doug wanted red-and-black M&Ms for the party. I grabbed a bag and filled...and changed colors...and filled s'more...and continued like this until I thought I had enough chocolate to please at least a few congoers.

I am a lousy judge of weight in situations like this. I can eyeball a suitcase and tell you from six feet away whether or not I'll be able to lift it. But I had no clue how many M&Ms you can fit in one small bag....

$7.95 a pound for the *&^%$#@! things, and I'd poured myself almost three pounds! Add in the cost of parking at the Union Square Garage (which I hadn't seen in close to six months - it's torn to shreds), and we're looking at $25 for a lousy bag of chocolate.

(I see as I dig a little deeper into the ColorWorks page that they'll be offering prepackaged team-color blends, and black & red is the first combination they list. Doesn't do me any good now, but it's good to know for next year.)

And then I got to go down to Pier 39 and hit Alamo Flags to pick up a desk-size Bosnian flag for JG's corner. We've already got a US Army flag and a two-flag holder; this whole assembly will go wherever we decide to put the card for JG and his unit.

(Note to self: Find card!)
(Note to self: Don't forget sticker camera, to take pictures to put on/in said card.)
(Note to self: Find more film for sticker camera.)

We are spending more goddamned money on this party.... I'm sure we've hit the $150 mark already, and that isn't counting the $100 for raw materials (no pun intended) for the veggie trays Kerry said he'd make for us. (Or the cost of the room, but we'd be spending that anyway - we could get away with staying at home when we were still living in San Jose, but now that it's an hour's drive from here to the con, it's a lot more difficult.)

And Doug tells me he wants to spend even more on next year's party at ConJose....
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (good)
My roommate, the professional chef, just asked if he could bake us a cake for our anniversary.

Oh, twist my arm.
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (trio)
I'd been craving pizza all day, so when the Round Table commercial came on the TV and Doug started doing his Homer Simpson impression, the phone was in my hand before the last "a" faded from his lips.

Five minutes later, the phone rings. It's dafydd. "I'm in Alameda, and since I'm this close already, I was wondering if the two of you wanted to go to dinner?"

I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it balefully for a few seconds. "No, but you're welcome to come eat pizza...."

So he did, which was nice, since I wasn't expecting to see him again till next Wednesday. Doug and I showed off our anniversary presents; dafydd and I finished off the ice cream I had left in the freezer; and the three of us watched Blazing Saddles on cable. A nice, mellow evening together - which, considering the insane 36 hours dafydd's got ahead of him, was probably just what he needed.

Doug and I finished the last two party CDs after he left; I'll post the playlists in a bit.
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (samurai)
So Doug and I, as is frequently our wont, stopped at the Wendy's down the road from work as I dropped him off for his shift tonight, and I stopped to eat before I went home, so my fries wouldn't get cold. We've had problems with this store in the past consistently getting special orders wrong (Doug's a picky damn eater), but we'd finally solved the problem, we thought, by ordering things they couldn't fuck up.

For whatever reason, I happened to pull the top bun off my burger...

...and there was a MOLDY wormhole in one of my tomato slices.

I am NOT ordering from that location again - no matter how convenient it is at the end of my shift - and I am talking to the manager tomorrow afternoon, informing them exactly why they've lost my business. And a comment on their webpage is probably in order, as well - hopefully it'll get forwarded to their regional manager and these folks'll be gone over with a fine-toothed comb for a few months.
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (Default)
Just called to order Chinese for dinner (picked up a BAD hot dog at the CalTrain station this morning on my way home from dafydd's, and paid the price shortly thereafter; I figured lotsa starch would be good for my poor stomach tonight).

The guy who took my order remembered my address and phone number.

And I haven't called them in close to a month.
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (bad)
This is the sound of me banging my head against the wall.

Remember those salads I was supposed to make for dinner? Apparently, dafydd never noticed that I normally buy prepackaged greens.... There's a pile of lettuce and cucumber and celery and all *kinds* of other stuff sitting in the fridge.

And I'm >< that close to just saying "Fuckitall" and ordering takeout.
kshandra: The Burning Man effigy, lit in blue neon, arms by his sides; an orange half-moon is visible over his shoulder. (Default)
My roommate, the chef, just brought home a live lobster for a recipe contest entry he's working on. (He would have been happy with just lobster tails, but the store didn't have any.) And we didn't have a pot large enough for him to cook it in one piece....

"I used to have to do this at Jardiniere [the restaurant where he did his externship while he was still at CCA] all the time," he said. "Doesn't make it any easier." There's something oddly comforting about that.
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