Yet another weekend's highlights
Jul. 22nd, 2002 08:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
magidFriday afternoon I started cooking for Shabbat, also picking up groceries.
In the end, the Shabbat dinner menu included: fresh multi-grain rolls for challah, grape juice, vast numbers of deviled eggs, chicken with rice (and onions, sweet potatoes, lime juice, black pepper; this didn't come out quite as I'd wanted - should try different layering next time), a green salad, berries (blue, rasp, and straw), sorbet, and cinnamon twists.
I also experimented with making a new-to-me kind of jam: cran-rhubarb with ginger. I'm not sure how it came out, since all I tasted was the pot leftovers that were still hot. The batch just filled 6 one-pint jars and one half-pint jar (hence my lack of taste test; the jars all sealed, and I haven't yet opened one).
Nice low-key dinner with friends, including a break to play Citadels (the first time I've seen a tie for winning).
Finally managed to get myself moving rather later than I'd wanted, walking up to Art Beat around the middle of the afternoon. The art for sale was, as usual, drool worthy (interesting pieces made of glass (stained glass to hang in windows, blown glass bowls, antique glass earrings), others of pottery (platters, bowls, mugs), jewelry galore (earrings, necklaces, even a couple of tiaras, though no ear cuffs), paintings and sculptures). I was surprised that I ran into so many people I knew, not just the people I'd expected (Cthulhia, Pheromone, Hrafn, ZZBottom, et al), but others (hi, Mangosteen!)(and other non-LJ people). I checked out the Art Cafe Pheromone organized, and was impressed at the art (made by, among others, Queue, Cthulhia, and Infinitehotel, plus some non LJ persons), also that it seemed packed every time I looked, until they were done for the day. Last year I saw some improv that I liked, but this year I didn't end up seeing any performances (last year I hung out alone; this year there were friends to walk and talk with).
(License plate OTD: Mass plate "X RAY JEF" with a rainbow triangle stuck on before the J. I can't figure out if it's a title or an imperative...)
Sunday morning I stopped by an open house a friend was having to celebrate the end of his actuarial exams. Woohoo! No more index cards for him... I wonder what he'll do with his time... He pointed out that no one at this gathering had known him before he started his exams, except his wife and parents. (Brunchly food was included; I ate far too much).
Then to pick up Cthulhia and head south to Providence. I haven't really driven around there, and I think it would be nice to pick up a map of the area at some point, to orient myself.
The group gathered, then took the two cars available out to a farm half an hour away. We picked prodigious quantities of blueberries (not only did we later consume a big bag of them with cream and sugar, at least two pies were baked, and I think I actually have enough berries to make blueberry jam!), followed by less-prodigious quantities of raspberries (the berries weren't quite as good, either). Everyone was ready to go at that point, so we headed back to the host's apartment to sit around chatting, later consuming berries out in the back (yard? paved-over area?). The afternoon turned languid. Somehow I wouldn't have been surprised if tall frosty glasses of mint julep had appeared, though that would've meant effort no one would have made....
The drive home was not as easy as getting down - lots of traffic. I was tired by the time I finally got home.
A nice weekend, though busy enough that there wasn't time for LJ... it feels slightly odd to be so out of date in reading my friends page...
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In the end, the Shabbat dinner menu included: fresh multi-grain rolls for challah, grape juice, vast numbers of deviled eggs, chicken with rice (and onions, sweet potatoes, lime juice, black pepper; this didn't come out quite as I'd wanted - should try different layering next time), a green salad, berries (blue, rasp, and straw), sorbet, and cinnamon twists.
I also experimented with making a new-to-me kind of jam: cran-rhubarb with ginger. I'm not sure how it came out, since all I tasted was the pot leftovers that were still hot. The batch just filled 6 one-pint jars and one half-pint jar (hence my lack of taste test; the jars all sealed, and I haven't yet opened one).
Nice low-key dinner with friends, including a break to play Citadels (the first time I've seen a tie for winning).
Finally managed to get myself moving rather later than I'd wanted, walking up to Art Beat around the middle of the afternoon. The art for sale was, as usual, drool worthy (interesting pieces made of glass (stained glass to hang in windows, blown glass bowls, antique glass earrings), others of pottery (platters, bowls, mugs), jewelry galore (earrings, necklaces, even a couple of tiaras, though no ear cuffs), paintings and sculptures). I was surprised that I ran into so many people I knew, not just the people I'd expected (Cthulhia, Pheromone, Hrafn, ZZBottom, et al), but others (hi, Mangosteen!)(and other non-LJ people). I checked out the Art Cafe Pheromone organized, and was impressed at the art (made by, among others, Queue, Cthulhia, and Infinitehotel, plus some non LJ persons), also that it seemed packed every time I looked, until they were done for the day. Last year I saw some improv that I liked, but this year I didn't end up seeing any performances (last year I hung out alone; this year there were friends to walk and talk with).
(License plate OTD: Mass plate "X RAY JEF" with a rainbow triangle stuck on before the J. I can't figure out if it's a title or an imperative...)
Sunday morning I stopped by an open house a friend was having to celebrate the end of his actuarial exams. Woohoo! No more index cards for him... I wonder what he'll do with his time... He pointed out that no one at this gathering had known him before he started his exams, except his wife and parents. (Brunchly food was included; I ate far too much).
Then to pick up Cthulhia and head south to Providence. I haven't really driven around there, and I think it would be nice to pick up a map of the area at some point, to orient myself.
The group gathered, then took the two cars available out to a farm half an hour away. We picked prodigious quantities of blueberries (not only did we later consume a big bag of them with cream and sugar, at least two pies were baked, and I think I actually have enough berries to make blueberry jam!), followed by less-prodigious quantities of raspberries (the berries weren't quite as good, either). Everyone was ready to go at that point, so we headed back to the host's apartment to sit around chatting, later consuming berries out in the back (yard? paved-over area?). The afternoon turned languid. Somehow I wouldn't have been surprised if tall frosty glasses of mint julep had appeared, though that would've meant effort no one would have made....
The drive home was not as easy as getting down - lots of traffic. I was tired by the time I finally got home.
A nice weekend, though busy enough that there wasn't time for LJ... it feels slightly odd to be so out of date in reading my friends page...
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patio
Date: 2002-07-22 06:30 am (UTC)I rather enjoyed the cheap pink wine more than I would enjoy mint julep.
I made mint julep once for derby day, and we all choked down a glass each, adding enough ice cubes to dilute it properly, since it's really just mint flavored bourbon. The rest of it sat in the fridge until mom made bourbon/mint cookies out of it.
Re: patio
Date: 2002-07-22 08:12 am (UTC)Since I've never actually had a mint julep, I think I have turned it in my head into something other than it is; just the sound of the word "julep" has potential (bulbous bouffant? jooooooolep!), and mint is always cool and refreshing. So perhaps I need to revise my idea of a mint julep to be more in tune with reality...
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