#227: Nog me, Bartender.

The most recent holiday season was the first time I was celebrating it in my very own home, which translated into me wanting to do everything I normally do, but on steroids. I started listening to Christmas music in late October (no joke). I hosted gift wrapping parties with myself, drinking hot cocoa and blaring…

#224: Born in the USA

One of Brad and my New Year’s resolutions was to see more live music.  We accomplished that.  We’ve been to one music festival, one music cruise that included around 10 bands, and a handful of concerts in different venues.  One of the biggest names we saw was that of domestic fame: I saw the Boss in concert. I…

#222: Cheers

In the 4 years since I started this blog, I’ve noticed two consistent trends within the content of my posts.  #1  I eat a lot. #2  I drink a lot.  Just an observation. I toured a bourbon distillery. Good friends Emily and Willis visited us in October and we wanted to show them some of the outskirts…

#220: Run for the Roses

Brad is from Louisville and was missing his hometown a lot last weekend, because he’s never missed a Derby in Louisville.  We had to do something so: We hosted a Kentucky Derby Party! First step: Roses, duh! Step #2: Local delicacies…only got a “before” picture on this.  Just use your imagination to insert pimento and…

#208: Add bank vault to my list of disappointing realities…

Last weekend, I went out for dinner and decided to have a pre-dinner cocktail beforehand.  I was born to be an extra in Mad Men.  And: I went to a bar housed in an old bank vault. The Bedford was dimly lit, mysterious and fun, but a little disappointing.  As Brad accurately surmised, I always…

#205: Lard with a side of honey badger, please.

Accidentally, I ate at a vegan restaurant.  Last Friday, Brad and I went to this restaurant and not until we were waited on did we realize the restaurant was vegan.  The spot is on our street and always looks so adorbs.  The menu items use terms like pork, crab, chicken and cheese, which threw us…

#204: Sober Living

Side note- just noticed on my stat dashboard that people arrived to my blog by searching “mom is doing the babysitter” and “balloons play.”  I’m going to go take a shower. Anywho, I enjoy a cocktail or five once a in a while and so I thought it might be nice to pull the breaks a…

#195: Eat a big one, P Diddy.

This new thing was UBES fun.  Brad accidentally came across it and a few weeks later we were: Dining with a critical mass of humans in public, all wearing white and eating on white plates and white tablecloths with white accessories.    We didn’t know the location of our white party until we met our…

#193: Mollusks ain’t all that.

I’m pretty adventurous and non-picky when it comes to food.   I like this about myself because I never have to be that annoying person at a dinner party or event that requires a special meal or replacement ingredient.  I prefer to be that annoying person at a dinner party or event that shovels food in…

#185 – Hootch

Over the summer, Johanna, Emily and I went to First Fridays at the MCA.  When we realized that we were in serious danger of catching an airborne STD from the horny vultures who make this a regular event, we bolted for some stiffies down the street.  We went to Ralph Lauren Restaurant, which is where…

#181- Wined and Dined

Sorry for the delay; it took me a while to remember how to create a post.    My holiday was spent, in part, being chastised by my sister for not blogging since August.  Apparently degradation is a motivator for me. So, it’s taken me two years to do half a year’s worth of posts…sue me, biotch.    …

#175- Stars and Stripes foreva

Last weekend my parents hosted Cocktails & Dreams: the Hamptons of the Midwest. The spread of food available was quite plentiful; my Grandpa summed it up best when he said he “felt like a bear in a strawberry patch”.  I tried to help set up and cook as much as I could, but one thing I…