Why does Monday always come so quickly?
We had a wonderful weekend that started with two amazing culinary experiences. First, we braved the wind advisory to find parking in Lincoln Square on a Friday night to pick up the Indian food I've been craving since my horrible illness (Dear vegetable korma and aloo paratha bread, I love you forever). Then, while I waited for our food, Joshua ran up to CVS to grab a bottle of wine to bring to our friends'apartment,and he found Our Favorite Wine. Not only was this the first time in almost a year that we have been able to find this amazing, velvety, perfect Pinot Noir (CVS! Of all places!), the bottle wasn't labeled and the cashier gave it to him for $12.99. Approximately 50% off - so who cares that pinot isn't exactly the drink of choice with spicy curry?
Because we are such hip young twentysomethings who live in a exciting city and just love to partyparty, we stayed in and played Disney Scene It. And because my girly friends love wine that I love to hate (please see: anything in the zinfindel or blush families), that pinot was all me and Joshua. Which worked out fine until we decided to ratchet Disney up a notch and turn it into a drinking game ("What? You mean you didn't know that Pocahontas takes place in Jamestown, VA? Take a shot!") Miraculously, I won - must be all the babysitting - but as it turns out, the excitement of even a fabulous pinot and a fabulous dinner can be offset by shooters of Malibu and Coke. I went to bed at 2am and slept til noon and I can honestly say it was the laziest and most satisfying sleep I've had since Christmas break.
Saturday was a blur of laundry and an impromptu dinner at home with Joshua's sister and my friend Emily. I made angel hair pasta with the same chunky vegetable sauce I've been making for weeks and yet I still want it EVERY NIGHT. The only absolute mandatory ingredients are corn (fresh? frozen? who cares?) and feta cheese (thrown in AT THE LAST MINUTE) everything else is whatever you've got laying around. On Saturday, it was canned organic whole tomatoes, and green, red, and yellow peppers. Saute or roast all the veggies (roasting is so much better, but we didn't have the time after the laundry took forever!) and then simmer them down into a "sauce". The corn stays crunchy and the tomatoes stay sweet and the feta is salty and crumbly and oh my gosh I want to go make another pot of this right this very second.
Unfortunately, what I am really doing this very second is packing up my stuff in the computer lab at school and preparing for my very informative presentation in gym class on HPV. So far, people have presented on rather safe topics like hypertension and chiropractors. I'm hoping to go out with a bang - and nothing's more banging than a STD that up to 65% of the American population has and doesn't know it!
All that's keeping me going today is Muscle Pump at 4:30 and Paula Deen's Taco Soup!
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2 comments:
Go HPV awareness! Suddenly, annoying commercials are popping up everywhere on this topic. And my most recent issue of Jane magazine had a whole article on it. And even though the commercials are annoying, it's good to have the knowledge.
I had a (virgin, marrying another virgin) friend go to a pre-marriage gyno appointment and was told that she might have HPV. They freaked the crap out of her and pretended that "sure, we belive you're in your mid-twenties and haven't had sex", making her feel stupid and foolish. And then, in the next test, everything was normal and negative. Oh, the local neighborhood hospital. Good stories, good times.
truly, sometimes i think we were separated at birth. or at least that we had the same indian-food-and-la-crema-loving mother who gave us up for adoption.
incidentally, while i don't subscribe to the pink-wine club, i tried one at whole foods the other day that knocked my socks off: a rosé made with a malbec grape, so the flavor was deep and rich and wonderful and paired perfectly with the double-creme brie i also had the pleasure of sampling. mmmmmmm.
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