Week One: FIn

It has been quite a week. New places, lot's of unfamiliar faces, and a few new recipes for the blog. The boyfrand and I ventured out to this deep dish pizza joint on Wednesday. The sauce was slapped on top of a thick layer of dough and cheese and seasoned to perfection.

Check out the cheesiness: 

It was his first deep dish too...and he LOVED it.

We took a trip down to the Lincoln Park Zoo on Thursday and had a lil lovely sandwich picnic in the botanical garden.

Aaaand Friday we meandered on down the Magnificent Mile for some window shopping. As soon as I get that job, I'll be shopping fo real for some nice winter staples (like the bulky fisherman sweater that seems to be super sweet for fall '12).
We had a lazzzy day Saturday and today, shopped for a few groceries and admired all of the chic/in-mint-condition Pirex ware that lined the shelves of a nearby antique shop. Saturday night was chicken-chipotle sausage and homemade french fries night. The boy made probably the BEST EVER baked french fries (so a teensy bit healthy, no?).

Now to the real recipe winners of this week:
(Revised) "Loaded Quinoa Veggie Burgers" as found in Whole Living
We lacked some of the main ingredients, but easily adapted the recipe to include cooked tabouli and kidney beans. They were soso yummy and packed with protein AND veggies.

For dessert:
Mini cheesecakes with raspberry granola crusts

Hope ya'll got to watch some football and enjoy the nice cool weather on this sundayfunday.

Happy Eating!

CHI-TOWN

Hello everyone!
Back to blogging and I hope to keep up with it as I start school at the Art Institute of Illinois in Chicago. I'm done with my bachelors of business and ready to begin life in the kitchen, wootwoot! The boyfrand, my dad, and I drove the big a** moving truck all da way from G-vine, Texas to the big big city of Chicago. I believe the first sure-fire sign that I stuck out like a true southerner was when we pulled up to a gas station just outside of Chicago and every other customer was wearing pants/jackets. Whoops! The second was when we were *illegally* hauling butt down North Shore drive (apparently you're not s'posed to drive trucks on this particular main road). We came out unscathed on both accounts. SUCCESS. 

I am thuperduper excited/NERVOUS as heck to be living in such a gargantuan place. 

Saturday was dedicated to a driving tour of downtown and neighborhoods along the way. On Saturday evening, we chowed down in China town on some delicious egg rolls, scrumptious pad thai, and beef with mixed vegetables.
A few meals later the boyfrand and I visited the chapel at Loyola (such a BOOTIFUL campus!). And after mass we rewarded ourselves with a lovely meal at Thai Rice Cafe (seemingly sketchy on the inside/outside, but passed the taste test with flying colors). Today and yesterday, we explored a bit more of downtown and added a few more stops of where not to stop off the "L" to the list. 
The search for a job ensues! I'm crossin my fingers for a coffee shop/bakery job. I'll let ya'll know how that goes. 
Now I'm off to decide what's for dinner. 

Millenium Park Trip #1 

Peeeeerfect day for a picnic

It's just been one of those days

...Or maybe it's been like this for months. I'm tired, really really frekin tired. I usually take comfort in baking, but when I'm tired I don't feel like doing anything. I s'pose I like complaining about it. I want to make a really delicious strawberry bread. I think I'll go do that after I finish this post. 
I guess I have an obligation to relate this post to food, so here ya go:
Last night we invited some friends over and made a delicious dinner. The whole thing was kind of last minute, but it turned out pretty perfectly. When I went to Walgreens to get the wine the cashier had a lot to say about the size of the bottle I selected. 
He started with, "oooh, looks like someone's gonna have a good night." 
Me, "ahah, yeaaah." 
Him: "Well, maybe it'll last until midnight." 
Me: *thinking, "or for like a month?" 
Him *with a smirk on his face: "Would you like anything else?" 
Me: "No, I think the wine'll do it...and it's the only size you had...and it's for me and five other people!" Him: *chuckling "Well, you enjoy it!" 
Okay, so maybe the bottle was the size of a rather plump baby, but it was only ten dollars! and I wasn't drinking it by myself. 

It was a very, very delicious dinner. Wine included. We made roast chicken, sautéed green beans, roasted potatoes, and homemade biscuits. There were some hilarious mishaps, like when Maggie set the PLASTIC cutting board on the STILL HOT burner and it melted on to it. But what's cooking without hilarity?...Nada. 

I'm going to start updating this guy more often. 

Also on my list:

I'm going to keep up with boot camp 

I'm going to shy as far away from drama as I can 

and I'm going to keep up with hwk (specifically reading) 

PRODUCTIVITY

Peace out girl scouts. 

It is sososososo sad that I haven't updated this guy in over 3 months. I'll give you a lil update on what has been going down. 
For Easter weekend five of us took the midnight train to España. Ayayayay. We left Angers early Thursday afternoon and made our way to Paris. We spent the afternoon exploring Montmartre and saw the glorious Basilique du Sacré-Coeur. Though what's another basilica really once you've seen about 50...Just kidding! It looked like a Buddhist temple on the outside and was filled with ornate, gilded objects on the inside. And of course there were the swarms of "gypsies" selling trinkets along the walkway leading up to the basilica. After getting our fill of yet another cathedral, we headed to Montmartre and oggled at all of the sex shops surrounding the moulin rouge. It's not as pretty in person as it is in the movie, but I can say I've been there. Woot! We had afternoon refreshments at Amelie's cafe and headed back to the station to catch our night train to España. 
The train bunks were actually veeeery cute. We had one traveling companion who just had to explain to us that he had been on trial in Paris for shooting someone, though he assured us it was his boss and not him who had committed the crime. We were five against one in case he tried to pull any funny business. We arrived unscathed in Valencia Friday afternoon. The food was OHMYGAWD soooo good. We had delicious seafood Paella and plenty of tapas and sangria to sedate a horse. Valencia definitely made my list of top 3 place I've ever been too, despite getting the worst sunburn of my life from Valencia's vicious beach sun rays. Seriously, I couldn't move without cringing at the pain. The people were friendly and I got to practice my spanish. We saw a beautiful flamenco show with a band that sounded like the gypsy kings. Tres Bon! After enjoying Valencia, we made our way to Sevilla for a night and a half a day. We saw another cathedral and ate more delicious food. 
Our trip was SUPPOSED to end on Tuesday and we were SUPPOSED to arrive in Angers Wednesday morning. Of course some plague HAS to befall upon any trip taken in a foreign country. Our train from Sevilla to Madrid was delayed therefore causing us to miss our train from Madrid to Paris. The train station was of NO help and closed at 12 that night. We very luckily found a hostel for the night at a very cheap price. It was an extremely bizarre experience. We made our way to the hostel and made it to a building with one tiny tag saying that this was indeed where the hostel was located. We made our way up the marble staircase to the top floor and were greeted by a rastafarian-esque young spaniard dude. The lobby/living room was filled with friendly looking twenty-somethings drinking wine and socializing. We mustered up enough energy to go get some more paella and slept until 5 am then headed to the train station to wait for an available train. Minus our little Madrid mayhem the trip ended alright. 

Spring Break '11: I love to hate you

Angers to Paris (train), Paris to Milan (plane), Milan to Venice (train), Venice to Milan (train), Milan to Paris (plane), Paris to Angers (train). You've already got a headache, right? I don't know what we were thinking when we planned our spring break trip of 2011. Well, actually I do. But who would've predicted the mishaps that occurred? Let me tell you, NO ONE.
Milan is a nice big city full of different nationalities, wonderfully cheap pizza, and delicious gelato. We toured the breathtakingly beautiful Cathedral (Duomo), watched "gypsies" attack old women and children alike with bracelets ("free" until tied with a knot around your wrist, then it became "just one euro"), saw the set-up of a fashion show, and discovered that Italians actually say "mAma mIa."
*Interesting tid bit of info: You don't have to speak Italian to be understood by Italians who speak very little English. Even better, you can understand Italians who respond to you in Italian. I don't know how it works, but there's some magical connection between the two languages.

On to Venice: The island is extremely gorgeous, despite the constant drizzle and chill that followed us for four days. CAUTION: stay away from slippery terraces/balconies, Tragedy WILL STRIKE- I'll leave it at that. The Venice Carnival was quite the experience. We mingled with the costumed carnival-ians, stopped at gelato counters (there's one every few feet), and enjoyed the streets of Venice.

Favorite Gelato Flavors:

Nutella, Chocolate Mousse, Stracciatella, and some creamy kind with raisins and nuts.

Venice, because of this pizza, I will visit you again. Next time I plan on basking in the sun and eating gelato while floating the rivers in a gondola, k? Thanks.

Ciao Bella.

Happy Belated Valentine's Day

                                         

Items Necessary for a Successful Valentine's Day:
-Wine or Cider (I had both)

-Cheese
(brie is delicious!)

-Bread

-Chocolate

And they should be consumed in the order listed above. Valentine's day was relatively uneventful. We had a girly get together with good conversation and a lot o' laughs.

Lunch de jour:

1 boiled egg

2 small red potatoes (boiled)

Shredded parmesan 

Salt and Pepper

Dijon Mustard

Combine in a bowl and enjoy the wonderfulness of it all. 

Song de jour: 

"Neon Bible" -Arcade Fire

Kiss kiss, Muah muah

Paris!

Paris was...interesting. We arrived Saturday morning and stayed until Sunday afternoon. We did the customary touristy things like "Le Louvre" and "La Tour Eiffel." I was on edge the entire weekend, weary of gypsies and pick-pockets that I had been warned of and seen. The gypsies that our group encountered lured people in by asking a simple question, "do you speak English?" If you responded with a "yes,"they would bombard you with a story about their family and small children back home and conclude with a, "Please, just a few cents." I feel bad for the gypsies who actually have children back home, but I believe the majority of beggars are playing their part in a game of how much money can I get from these stupid Americans. Then there were the men harassing tourists every few feet under the Eiffel Tower, selling trinkets: "For You, Only ONE EURO!" I did give in and bought six miniature Eiffel Tower key chains for ONLY ONE EURO. 

We ate lunch on the first (or second, I'm still not sure how far up we actually made it) level of the Eiffel Tower. The food was delicious and the set up was a bit unusual. The waiter took our drink order then gave us a ticket which had to be brought down to the half-partitioned kitchen to order our entrees and dessert. The cod fillet with risotto was absolutely wonderful. And for dessert, a chocolate praline cake. So yummy! And everything was cutely placed into individual containers which were brought to our table. 

And at the other end of the spectrum, a mouse. 

Shimarah and I stopped at "Quick." More like, quickly get out. I was enjoying my milkshake and cheesesticks and Shimarah was munchin on her fish sandwich when I saw a shadow of something on the floor. I looked down and saw a teeny tiny mouse. It scampered away when we both quickly jumped up onto the bar stools. Disgusting. We left soon after that. 

Despite the beautiful architecture (Notre Dame is breathtakingly gorgeous!) and the wonderful art, the streets of Paris are grimy and nerve-racking. I was continuously checking my purse for my wallet, camera, and passport. 

I did enjoy the food, minus the mouse, and the sites were definitely worth the trekking. I suppose I need to give Paris a second chance. 

I'll report back to ya'll when I do.