Eat What You Want Day!
Today (May 11) is “Eat What You Want” day. I don’t know why, but am partaking anyway. Lunch was salmon, rice, and zucchini and yellow squash. Dinner was chicken/cheese tamales (from Trader Joes). And I would love to have some ice cream, but am already full up. Baskin-Robbins is advertising this day, so don’t forget. How did you celebrate?
Return of the Milk Bottle
Last September, there was a fire that severely damaged a neighborhood icon; the Milk Bottle restaurant. Read about it here.
Today, they reopened to the public! I am glad they are back in business. This is a great place for lunch. But I usually go there for an ice cream cone. I’m feeling like homemade huckleberry ice cream. Guess I should plan a visit this weekend.
Yesterday, the Milk Bottle opened for a special crowd–they fed the firefighters who worked very hard to save the shell of this wonderful place. What a marvelous way to celebrate on the community.
Walking the Camel
The above picture was from the Spokesman-Review. A man, who obviously has a collection of exotic animals, was walking his camel in a local park. I wish I would have been able to see that!
Super Weekend Coming Up!
Wahoo! This is suppose to be a great weekend with temps in the 70s! Am hoping to drag out the patio furniture and get the planters ready for flowers. It is still a bit early to plant outside (30 degrees last night), but I want to be prepared.
The thing I am looking forward to is grouting the lazy susan I finished tiling last weekend. Perfect weather for that little activity. Wish me luck.
This post is part of the A-to-Z Challenge.
F is for Fickle, changing your mind easily and often (definition from yourdictionary.com).
When I find myself being fickle about something, I have an internal conversation.
Self 1: What should we do today, plan A or plan B?
Self 2: Hmmm, plan A sounds like fun. So does plan B. What do you think?
Self 1: Oh dear, I don’t know; I can’t decide.
At this point, I tell Self 1 and Self 2 that a random decision (enni meeni minni moe) will be made. And if there are no objections, that will be the plan to follow.
Self 1: Let’s do plan B!
Self 2: I don’t want to do plan B.
Self 1: See, you did have a preference; you just didn’t know it. Plan A it is!
Sounds silly, huh? But it works for me.
BTW – who remembers the Flying Fickle Finger of Fate?
Many people have eaten eggs at one time or another. If you order eggs at a restaurant, the question is “how do you like your eggs?” My answer is always “over medium” meaning no runny whites, but runny yolk.
There are several ways to fix eggs, including:
- sunny-side up
- Easter eggs
- virgin boy eggs
Wait a minute — back up a few. What the heck are virgin boy eggs?
WARNING Do not read any further if you are eating eggs of any type!
(photo from NYDailyNews.com and China AP)
Virgin boy eggs are a Chinese cultural delicacy. Supposedly, eating them helps prevent heat stroke. Want to make your own batch? Here’s how.
- Collect urine from boys under the age of 10. You will needs lots of boys and lots of urine. You could place buckets at elementary schools and instruct the boys (and only boys) to urinate in the buckets.
- Marinate the eggs, still in the shell, in the urine. Marinate for several hours.
- After marinating the eggs, boil the entire batch (urine and eggs) until the eggs are fully cooked.
- Remove the cooked eggs from the urine. Keep the urine.
- Crack the shells of the eggs carefully, but don’t shell them.
- Return the cracked eggs back to the urine.
- Simmer the eggs for the rest of the day.
- Remove and eat as desired.
This entire process can take up to a full day so I suggest you start collecting urine immediately!
To see the actual process, watch this YouTube video
And no need to send me any sample of your eggs; I will take your word for it that the batch was tasty.