We did it! I currently want to barf, not because the food at French Laundry was gross, but because we just subjected ourselves to a 8 course lunch that was beyond our imaginations and now I can never eat food again. So that’s a bit of an exaggeration and the bill made my stomach clench a bit, but the experience was perfect. Have you ever sat down to a meal where absolutely everything was delicious and you wished it was common courtesy to lick your plate clean? Yeah, that was pretty much our lunch today. The decor was classic and simple, the tables were evenly spaced between us, I will never eat another scallop as yummy as today and even if I did act like an immature 13 year old (Waiter: Are you all here to celebrate something special for this meal? Me: Yeah, that we’re AWESOME.), I’m counting this as one of my top 3 meals of a lifetime.

The hardest part was spying on the other diners and noticing each received a delicate plate of coffee and sugary donuts. I thought this would have marked the end of my year long bet against B (that I wouldn’t eat a donut for 365 days) because how would anyone be able to turn away food from Thomas Keller, especially if it was a plate of freshly made DONUTS? AHH.  Luckily (but still sadly), I didn’t realize this was a signature dish that you had to order so even though I waited and waited with dread, I was able to leave without breaking my resolution. Phew.

Tomorrow: back to Ad Hoc and then the gym.

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ASIAN BABIES

Have you ever had a big YESSS! moment while sitting on your flat butt watching all the shows you’ve accumulated on your DVR? Yes? No? I kind of had that moment this weekend while watching the last episode of Funny or Die Presents. I was really excited to see the headline “ASIAN BABIES” in the episode description and to my joy, it was Mike O’Connell’s music video ode to the amazing-ness of Asian babies.

I think the fact that one day I will have my own is what gives me the will to live. Okay, that sounds really lame so maybe I should rephrase that. I think the fact that one day I will have an Asian baby poop out of my vagina gives me much excitement–wait, not the pooping out of the vagina part. That part kind of scares me. I’m just excited to know that my baby is naturally going to be fat and cute, while comedians like O’Connell are going to writhe in jealousy (though I will allow everyone to play with it).

I must say that I’m a bit disappointed, though, that because my future fat baby will be half Asian, they will not have the nice yellow Asian earwax. It’s a unique DNA trait, you use, which means that the gross wet earwax is the “default” type, which means that unless both parents have the dry earwax gene, their children will have weird wet goop coming out of their ear. This leads me to conclude that because B has gross wet earwax, my future fat baby will never enjoy the wonders of his (or her) ears being cleaned and scratched as I did with my Japanese mommy, which means I will never be able to enjoy this motherly duty, as so nicely described here. That thought alone makes me lose the will to live. I’m exaggerating.

Speaking of babies, thanks Facebook, for giving me this ad. I already know that’s exactly what my future fat baby is going to look like, so there’s no need for me to click on that link. You just lost out on $0.002 in revenue.

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I don’t think I’ve looked forward to a weekend as much as I have today. Nothing really significant happened, except the realization that there really isn’t enough time in the day to do what I want and need to do. Someone once asked me what I’d be doing right this second if I had the afternoon free, and my only response was “run errands and do laundry.” Sad, right?

But this weekend is going to be GREAT. I don’t have anything crazy planned except to sit down, go offline, watch the expected rain pour down, eat a delicious brunch, attempt to visit an old flea market, take a cooking lesson, play some games, eat a hamburger and run some errands. And do the laundry. It doesn’t sound very exciting, but the universe seems brighter for the following reason:

  • The YouTube video above. (Thanks, Ernie.)
  • Portal 2 officially announced.
  • The vanilla chocolate cupcake I had for lunch.
  • The cute Kate Spade blouse that I bought and will probably not fit in thanks to that cupcake I had for lunch.
  • French Laundry in exactly one week!
  • Japan in almost exactly one month!
  • The massive amounts of homework I have due next week. It’s the panic that keeps me high.

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I always forget how much I love this movie. Who are these people that put these viral videos together and how do they find the time? I would like some, please.

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OMG JETPACKS. AND SHIELD THINGS THAT KEEP YOU FROM GETTING SPLATTERED. AND CLOAKING. AND HAMMERS. And pianos in the background. I like pianos.

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This weekend saw the follow-up to our Giant Cupcake Baking Adventure with a giant Rainbow Pancake. I thought we were going to make mini pie jars but it turns out that Lisa doesn’t really like pies for some odd reason but seriously, how can you NOT like pie? It’s the most amazing thing in the world. It’s like a giant pastry of goodness that you eat in slices.

So we compromised with Rainbow Pancakes, which was a lot harder than you think. Not only do you have to find a good pancake recipe (which we made from scratch, thank you very much, with milk pilfered from the office kitchen, which I had nothing to do with, thank you very much), but you also had to make sure there was enough food dye to create the vibrant colors of the light spectrum.

Giant Rainbow Pancake

But we did it! I also love our new camera.

Giant Rainbow Pancake

Giant Rainbow Pancake

Giant Rainbow Pancake

The difference in the pancakes’ thickness was due to our lack of planning in how many pancake rainbows we were going to make and then ending up just making one giant pancake per color. Yeah. Listen, this is tiring work.

Giant Rainbow Pancake

Also, my camera makes Lisa feel very self conscious but how could I resist? She’s so photogenic.
Giant Rainbow Pancake

Coming up next month: a giant Oreo cookie cake. We are not kidding. We just have to figure out what to put inside, since apparently all the Fluff we had for our cupcake is all gone.

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Jensen's Melrose Theatre

So the Jensen’s Melrose Theatre in East Hollywood isn’t quite forgotten, since it’s been occupied by the Ukranian Culture Center since the 1960’s and I was lucky to check out the inside during a Christmas craft extravaganza. There’s a lot of information about it online (which I think people just copy and pasted from this article) but it’s nice to know that an old 1920’s movie theater, complete with detailed facade, still exists in a part of town where you’d least expect an elaborate stage. The whole neighborhood around is a mix of Hispanic/Armenian families, independent storefronts and hipsters on fixed gear bikes.

Jensen's Melrose Theatre

I just love how architects and business owners back in the day would permanently affix  and incorporate their ownership on their buildings. I don’t see it so much as a display of ego, but the thought that their name and business were somehow going to be there at that location forever. I rarely see this around town anymore; if anything, the signage at the top of current office buildings changes often enough that putting permanent signage (engraved in stone) on that real estate would probably be a bad business move.

I walked by this self-proclaimed office along Industrial Street between warehouses downtown. Though it’s currently occupied by the Commercial Meat Co (or something like that), I love how its previous occupants still have some sort of a presence. I can’t figure out what the PPSC initials stand for, though. Google, you’ve failed me.

Downtown Office

I’m glad these signs exist, though, because otherwise the original use of the space would be forgotten by the rest of the city.

BRB. I’m going to go carve my initials along my apartment building wall now.

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Avatar = Pocahontas

I wish I knew how to cut and edit footage so I could make viral videos, too. Except, all of my videos would be little puppies falling asleep or something like that.

Okay, so no more Avatar posts.

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My Sassy Gay Friend

I would have enjoyed our Shakespeare readings in high school more if they all incorporated this Sassy Gay Friend character.

Random memory: in 7th grade, we covered Romeo & Juliet and signed up for random passages to read aloud in class. Somehow I ended up with the infamous balcony scene, and some of my classmates were really annoyed, because they had really wanted to perform that part. Like, really? Why? This was an all girls school, mind you. Ugh. Girls are so lame.

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No More Donuts!

Ugh. This is so annoying. It’s not even the end of February and this ban against donuts is getting hard and harder. At first I thought it would be easy, since I’m not surrounded by these delicious fried breakfast treats, but then friends started sending me pictures of their local Dunkin Donuts over Twitter (which is really mean) and now THIS.

Last night, I came home to a brand new Williams Sonoma catalog with a cover that featured–you guessed it–homemade donuts as part of their “comfort food recipe” selection. Awesome. So it doesn’t matter that there aren’t any Dunkin Donuts around me. I can just deep fry my own donuts at home. And look at all their donut accessories! AHH.

Wait, what? Is that donut too small for you? Then check out this Giant Donut Cake Pan where you can bake your very own enormous donut, complete with chocolate glaze and sprinkes.

This is ridiculous. LEAVE ME ALONE, DONUTS. 10 more months.

The universe hates me.

PS. So I have this theory. I really want that Giant Donut Cake Pan. Since it’s really a cake (and not deep fried like a donut), it doesn’t count as a donut, right? So I can eat this and still keep my resolution, right? RIGHT? Right.

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