We start off in Amsterdam:
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Oh Yeah!
We start off in Amsterdam:
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Three Weeks With Henry
I took care of my landlords' dog Henry for three weeks while they were on a Rick Steves' tour in Italy. He is the best dog in the whole world. I'm not exaggerating.
Goodnight Henry, we love you. Looking forward to our next adventure together!
Friday, May 21, 2010
I Totally Forgot About This Idea
Surprise, Surprise, having trouble finding a job. I know I am not alone in this problem. Seriously, even a volunteer position never called me back. But suddenly, while cooking asparagus a la Julia Child and simultaneously drinking martinis, I remembered that [back when I had a job] I had wanted to hit Ken Forkish up to ask for an internship at either his bakery or pizzeria. He used to be on Facebook, but now I can't find him on there, no email address, so I guess I'm going to have to do it the old-fashioned way: snail mail letter. But reflecting upon this, it seems somehow appropriate: old-world traditions for making bread, pastry, and pizza meet old-school method of communication. I mean, back in the day, Jacques Pepin's daughter used to head up the evening dinner service at the bakery. So tomorrow, when I am martini-free, I will draft the most convincing letter ever about how much I love the craft, and want to learn about it, and hopefully, this will be my entrée into the culinary world. We'll see.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Winding Down
What am I going to do this summer?
- Take care of Henry for three weeks! I'm looking forward to having a doggie friend.
- Find a job? Hopefully.
- Go on vacation? Definitely. Maybe Japan, as Iceland is looking obviously unreasonable. Maybe a national park. Maybe Ecuador.
- Take a class to get ahead? I think it's probably too late to register, and frankly, I don't want to. I need a break.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Santa Cruz/San Francisco
The coast near Santa Cruz is pretty, and I had a fun trip, although it got off to a rough start due to a bit of projectile vomiting. But after that passed, it was fun. The first night, we saw a San Jose Sharks game. In NHL games, they really do spontaneously get in fights (not in college games). The next morning, I was feeling normal, and we initially toured around the Santa Cruz beach a bit.
The cows there are even rich, living on expensive ocean-view pastures. I think they're the ones in the "Happy Cows Make Good Cheese" commercials.
Fun trip!
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