Thursday, April 07, 2011

ONIONS! and a busted car

Just for you, A: I couldn't resist some delicious images of ONIONS! (I know, some of you don't know A, and can't understand why the hell I blather about onions so much in this blog. Just, uhhhhh: trust me. Okay?)

Frying onions in a pan.

Making a quesadilla with daiya, onions, and sauteed cremini mushrooms on a chipotle-lime tortilla.

Two quesadillas, about to be wolfed down. Delicious, they were, yes!

Okay, and to balance out the onions, here is why you don't want to take shelter in your car in a windstorm:

Walking out of airports, food porn, bicycles

Seriously: after a long draught in blogging, what more do you want than these three things? Tell me, dammit, and I'll probably make it happen, despite being ridiculously busy and juggling about ten pots on the burner.

Back in March, I once again enjoyed walking out of the Eugene airport, and back in at the end of my trip.

Here's a view looking north, as you're about to actually get into the airport proper. As you can see, there is plenty of shoulder to walk on. (Go back to that linked post for explicit instructions on walking out of Eugene, and for more discussion of walking out of airports generally.)

And a little food porn: I've gotten really in to sandwiches lately. This is tofurky, fresh tomatoes, dijon, and ONIONS!

And here's the obligatory bike porn:
This is my mountain bike after 28 miles of some of the most challenging cycling I've ever done, up in the wilds of Chamblee and Dunwoody, GA (ugly big box suburbs northeast of Atlanta that have some incredible off-road riding in the woods.) At various points my front wheel was over halfway submerged in muddy water (and remember that this bike is a 29er.) I got some moderately bad poison ivy:

Doesn't look that bad, I know: but this is almost two weeks old.

SURVEY! FACIAL HAIR!

Here's the thing: I think I look dorky with facial hair, but J likes it. My facial hair doesn't grow in uniformly, and the beard is now a mixture of brown, red, and silver. (Don't ask me why: my regular hair is all brown, all the time, with individual gray hairs just coming in.)

No, unlike A, who can go from clean-shaven to backwoods lumberjack complete with Elvis muttonchops in about three days, it takes me about three weeks of not shaving to get to this scraggly-ass goatee:


This is odd since all of my brothers are hairy beasts. Hmmmm. Mom, anything you want to tell me confidential-like? If so, please post in the comments section.

Enough family secrets, and back to the topic at hand: I did a series of shots while shaving the other day, and I want YOU, Dear Reader, to chime in on which you think looks best.


This is just shaving off the mustache which, while it might work when I'm rocking my singlespeed through local hipster strongholds L5P or EAV, is also the part that, as you can see above, looks the most 9th-graderish.


This is sort of a half-assed combination of chin puff plus soul patch.

Just soul patch (which I actually once wore back when I used to appear in court several times a week. But I also had hair down to my shoulder blades then, so it was, ahem, a different time.)

And what is probably my favorite, but also the most work: clean shaven.

Okay, readers: lemme know what you think! If there is a clear consensus, I'll even grow it out that way. Maybe.

What I Learned from this experiment: when you are taking flash pictures of yourself in the mirror, you have to squeeze your eyes VERY tightly closed. Shaving with little blinkie white spots floating in your vision ain't much fun.

UPDATE! A sent in this contribution to this post:
it's true... as an a bona fide, backwoods born Alaskan I can channel the spirit of the Devil's Club and mythic powers of the elusive Nagoonberry to produce this any time I take a particularly gruntworthy shit in the forest!
and attached this image of, ohhh, overnight growth:


Hey, is that a chipmunk I see hiding in there? ALVIN, ARE YOU OKAY?!?

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Cliché, I know:

but I love it anyway:
"live with intention. walk to the edge. listen hard. laugh. practice wellness. play with abandon. continue to learn. appreciate your friends. choose with no regret. do what you love. live as if this is all there is."
-Mary Anne Radmacher
So true, since this is, indeed, all there is. Every day.

More blogging to come. Gotta get some graphic design done first.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Second root canal

in as many weeks. Dental insurance benefit for 2011 already maxed out. Coming out of pocket. Boo.

Moral of the story: don't use Squirt as combination toothpaste and mouthwash when you're 15.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Food porn: special West Virginia edition!



I'm uploading the below images at a way smaller size than usual to conserve limited bandwidth (satellite internetz here in rural WV.)

If anyone wants full-sized images, like A wants the onion images to blow up to 18x24 and hang on his walls, just let me know and I'll email them to you when back in the ATL.

Staying with a bunch of wonderful people, and did some cooking, and some prep. Here are a bunch of delicious dumpstered onions.

How about another gratuitous shot of ONIONS?

Turnip greens, kale (I think that was kale anyway), and mushrooms.

And these were soup ingredients: dumpstered corn, mushrooms, fresh jalapenos, and bell peppers.

We didn't just cook: we also drove a bunch around rural WV. This trailer sign kind of says it all. yeah, the Big Coal River runs right behind it, but it's not called the "Big Coal River Detachment", is it?

And surprisingly good vegan Mexican food was had in Logan, WV.

Back in the ATL sometime tomorrow. Busy busy!

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

food, food food! (and squirrels)

I'm going through a bunch of images from the last couple weeks, and the cries of the people will be heeded. I will not fight to the death, but I will also not step down from the exalted dangr-us thoughts throne in November. No, my friends, this will remain a benevolent dictatorship, and I will lavish you, my loyal subjects with food porn to keep you happy!

This is the incredibly greasy, yet still delicious, "Twice Cooked Soy Slices" from Lotus Garden in Eugene, Oregon. At the bottom center, you can see the standing pool of oil that covered the bottom of the plate. With a name like that, though, I suppose you know what you're in for:
*Twice Cooked Soy Slices………………………………...................9.50
( Veggie pork, cabbage, mushrooms, carrots, broccoli, bamboo shoots)



Back at home now, that's a Whole Lotta Tofu!

And who doesn't love some ONIONS!?!? These got caramelized, and were just damned delicious.

Some artichokes hearts and sun-dried tomatoes, about to get flash fried.

And the completed cast, clockwise from top: fried tofu, caramelized ONIONS, organic whole wheat penne pasta, and the flash-fried sun-dried tomatoes and artichoke hearts.

Not super creative, and something that I have long used as a fallback dish when we don't have much in the fridge, and I don't feel like going to the store (before my 7pm meeting) and it worked out juuuuuust fine.

It. Was. Tasty.

Dinner also included squirrel stew. No, silly: we didn't try to create some sort of weird vegan squirrel stew. We ate dinner while watching Winter's Bone, the excellent if gut-wrenching Oscar nominated drama about the brutalities of life in the meth-cookin' Ozarks. Excellent, well done, kinda downbeat. Normally J and I have a pretty strict policy of not watching depressing movies: we have enough difficult stuff in our day to day work lives that we don't really need to add to it. But we're on a netfl!x route of watching as many of the 0scar best picture nominees as we can, so, squirrel stew it was!

Monday, February 28, 2011

Must be spring!

Yeah, it's Atlanta: less than a month after the gnashing of teeth and rending of winter garments when the temperatures dropped into the single digits and we got two inches of snow in one day (OH, THE HORROR!) we're starting thunderstorm season here in the A-T-L:

"
TODAY
CHANCE OF SHOWERS AND THUNDERSTORMS IN THE MORNING

THEN SHOWERS AND THUNDERSTORMS IN THE AFTERNOON. WINDY. SOME THUNDERSTORMS MAY BE SEVERE WITH DAMAGING WINDS IN THE AFTERNOON. HIGHS IN THE MID 70S. SOUTHWEST WINDS 15 TO 25 MPH. CHANCE OF RAIN NEAR 100 PERCENT.
"

Sounds like a good day to blog, yeah?

(Oh, and BTW, the benevolent dictatorship here at DANGR World HQ has heard the cries of the people, and we will allow Free and Fair Elections(tm) in November. No, to hell with that, we'll fight to the death. But we'll throw a bone, since the cries of the assembled masses have been heard, even all the way up here in the corner office: triple sec!)

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Food porn, SF style!



'Cause the peeps in the SF like their food porn!

pizza fixins

and more pizza fixins.

and, uhhhh, more pizza fixins.

I'm not honestly sure why our "make your own pizza" night fixins table took three photographs to capture. It absolutely may or may not have had something to do with the various bottles you see sneaking in there (that small clear one, by the way, is Egyptian auzo (more commonly spelled ouzo, but the transliteration from Arabic to English can be imprecise.) Regardless of how you spell it, it's delicious.

ONIONS!

To round out today's posting binge, how about, uhhh, I dunno... some ONIONS!?!?

Onion ring prep -- DAMN, those ONIONS smell good!

Making the already delicious onions EVEN BETTER!

Much hot oil and many minor scalds later, we had a big pile of delicious ONION RINGS! (and since wo/man cannot live on onions alone, even though I'm willing to try, some tofu snuck its way in.)

(round out: Get it? Ha! Ha!)

Sangria porn?

A few of you know this, but for those who don't: I make a pretty mean sangria.

Raw materials = not cheap. The fruit alone cost around $20.

After much slicing and peeling.

And with the liquid love added.

The only thing you're not seeing is my super secret ninja ingredient. Whoever guesses it correctly gets me to make them a bigass pitcher of delicious sangria the next time I see you, so light that Comments section up, people!

File under: graffiti and bikes

Wait -- you don't have a file named "graffiti and bikes"? Well quit wasting time on this scintillating blog, and go create one!

BeltLine love

I do, indeed, LOVE the BeltLine. I've been on it at least five times in the last six days.

Here is what your socks sometimes look like when riding off-road on the BeltLine.

I'm not sure if this is part of a public education/cleanup project, or witty hipster snark. Probably a little of Column A, and a little of Column B.

food food food

A whole bunch of random food porn from the last week:

vegan risotto (including sun-dried tomatoes and spinach)

self-evident (right? no? okay, fried polenta cakes)

baked tofu = YUM.

prepping zucchini as pasta fixin', with a beer (Port Hop 15) close at hand

and here are the final fixins: clockwise from top right, that's fried tofu with red pepper flakes, fried zucchini (with random seasonings that I forget), fried ONIONS with dill, and fried asparagus with a whole pile of garlic.

More soon!

Sunday, February 20, 2011

BICYCLES!

Yesterday's bicycle mileage, in order of which bike I rode throughout the day:

surly 13.1:

mountain 11.3:

singlespeed 15.2:

for the mathematically disinclined, that's 39.6 miles, total.

I ride all year around, but seems like spring, doesn't it?

Casulaties: one flat (pinch flat on the singlespeed from popping off a curb), one broken seat bag, and two sore butt bones ischial tuberosities.

Gonna go do bike hashing today.

Whee!

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Food porn! (and, uhhh, stuff.)

I've been ridiculously busy, but not too busy, dear readers, to throw a little food porn your way:

Damn, I love avocados.

Whistles wet? Okay, okay already! Here's some more food porn!

Here is the fixins plate for some vegan sushi we made the other day:


Clockwise from top, that's cucumber, baked tofu, flash fried asparagus with garlic puree, fresh ginger, and fried fresh jalapeños.

Here is a roll ready to, well, get rolled, with some avocado (did I mention how much I love avocado?) in there, as well as some carrot candy.


And here's the little camera that just won't die: it's been on nearly every trip and outdoor activity I have in the last five or so years, including many thousands of miles on my bike, usually just banging around in my pocket or bag. It recently was fully submerged in running water, several times, while I was out running in the woods in the dark and crossing through running streams (yes, on purpose.) A couple days to dry out, and bang: it's rockin' again! (And still taking better photos than my much newer, higher resolution phone.)

On another note, the ipod nano I bought in summer 2007 is showing signs of dying: the top panel (where the on/off/lock button is located) is bowing and about to pop off. For replacement, anyone got any non-proprietary (i.e., non-crApple) products to recommend?

Monday, February 07, 2011

Vegan brunch! UrbanPl8! Yum! Good!

On Saturday J and I had a nice ride and lovely brunch at UrbanPl8, which is horrifically located in a weirdass condo & retail development inconveniently located in so-called "West Midtown." They had two delicious vegan options:

(that's the vegan tofu scramble on the left, and vegan breakfast on the right, with a pinto bean cake, collard greens, and fried sweet potatoes on the right.)

The staff is ridiculously friendly, and the $10 bottomless mimosas were SLAMMIN: strong, constantly refilled, delicious. The 50% Scoutmob app coupon only saved us $7.75, as the bottomless mimosa (did I mention it's only $10?) wasn't discountable (fine, it's booze) and neither was the $2 coffee (what the hell is with that? At least the coffee was delicious.) Completely inexplicably, they don't have soy milk (?!?) but one of the ridiculously friendly servers pointed out they do keep coconut milk mixed in the bar, and he loves it as a vegan option.

We loved the food and the people, and will definitely go back: even without the Scoutmob coupon, our receipt included a $5 off coupon. So I'm really sad to have to link to the prediction in one of my favorite blogs, Tomorrow's News Today, where the (very well informed and very diligent) author put Urban Pl8 on his 2011 Q1 Deathwatch, and has had it on the Deathwatch since Q2 2010. Sure, it's still making a go of it, but the location just sucks, and even though they had every table occupied during brunch service on Saturday, I have to agree with Tomrrow's News Today that it's hard to see how this physical space, in this location, could possibly do enough business to make it work.

Thursday, February 03, 2011

Ill-advised

What would any reasonable person do when they feel a vicious, violent sneezing, eye-tearing winter cold coming on full force? Ride their bike 20 miles roundtrip in 36 degree weather to Your Dekalb "Farmer's Market" hell, of course!

Hey, I didn't claim I was that reasonable person, did I? And I need some chili-garlic sauce, which YDFM is one of the only places in Intown ATL that sells it. I still detest the place. Blog bitching likely to follow.