the joy of sox

(getty images)

(boston globe)

I am pretty sure Josh Beckett's not human. Which is mighty fine news considering he plays for the Red Sox, or should I call them:

THE RAD SOX!

1st team in post season history to score more than 10 runs in three straight games

13 Runs = new WS Game 1 record

12 - Largest margin of victory in WS Game 1 (11: White Sox 1959 and Atlanta 1996)

Tied WS record with nine extra-base hits (Pirates 1935).




(records found here, click for my favorite Sox blog)

our very own Ron Weasley

Although he may not have glowing red hair, or a squeaky voice that singes your ear drum, he's the closest we've got.

(PS he's the one with the sunglasses on)

Ever-present and always smiling (funny...eh, not as dependably I must say), he's a treasure of a friend and will always be in your corner.

We need to work on his sense of humor though, he sadly limits himself to 2 old standbys which I haven't used since 7th grade:

1. ....yo mama?! (after any witty remark, this is his go to reply)

2. with a mouth full of food, he always asks; "do you like see food?"

please call our hotline if you have any tips at:

01.800.DORKUS.MAXIMUS
thank you.

finger lickin' chicken

It's kinda sad how happy good food makes me. There are few things I treasure as much as a home-cooked meal made with love and dripping in reduction sauce.

This weekend was shortened by a 36 hour sleepless problem-solving marathon Roy had to attend to at work, so I made us some of my favorite Barefoot Contessa chicken last night for dinner. As I mentioned, I am quite a fan of the Contessa, and like to double the recipe for the sauce so I can baste and save some for future marinades (this is the original, un-Sarah-ized version):

1 cup honey
3/4 cup soy sauce
1/4 cup minced garlic (8 to 12 cloves)
1/2 cup peeled and grated fresh ginger root
2 (3 1/2 pound) chickens, quartered, with backs removed. Cook the honey, soy sauce, garlic, and ginger root in a small saucepan over low heat until the honey is melted. Arrange the chicken in 1 layer in a shallow baking pan, skin side down, and pour on the sauce. Cover the pan tightly with aluminum foil. Marinate overnight in the refrigerator**

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F.

Place the baking pan in the oven and bake for 30 minutes. Uncover the pan, turn the chicken skin side up, and raise the temperature to 375 degrees F. Continue baking for 30 minutes or until the juices run clear when you cut between a leg and thigh and the sauce is a rich, dark brown.

In addition to the chicken, I made some fresh string beans from the farmer's market in Brooklyn Heights, Israeli salad a la Sarah, Sugar free Angel food cake with Balsamic macerated strawberries and fresh concord grape juice from the farmer's market grape ladies.

*sigh* deliciouso!

* while this is recommended, I've found that 3-6 hours works equally well. Obvi, you want to marinate as long as possible.

um, grossest thing ever?

Something else from Best Week Ever.

These pictures--click on the cat sitting on the jon--are from an actual Russian family that has an ACTUAL. WILDCAT. LIVING. IN. THEIR. HOME.


A few of the images, NSFW (not suitable for work).

If you're a veg, or are really a fan of seeing your chickens without blood or feathers, 2 of these images re NSFNP (not suitable for normal people)

uuuuhhhh....ew?!

Most of all, it's really sad.

could not be happier

Have been searching for corduroys for the cold days ahead and its really been a struggle. ok, a huge pain in the ass.

HA HA HA, get it, ass? I'm talking about pants....ass? ok, I digress.

In my travels, have discovered that J.Crew sells 5-pocket corduroys for $80. No, that's not in pesos--$80 American dollars.

Banana Republic also thinks they have some sort of special Divine, chocolate-covered corduroy and price it accordingly at $79.

When I thought all was lost, I found some on the Levi's Website for $20.

Finally, quality and good prices, thank you.

$80 bucks for corduroy, really? I mean maybe you should work on your fit consistency first.

a moment like this

(from http://barnapkins.org/petphotos.htm)

You ever want to know what it's like to live with a cat? Do ya?

This was forwarded tome by a friend who works at Best Week Ever (only my favorite show) and just take a look at the middle cat in the 6th picture...

This series of images shows exactly how unpredictable life with a feline can be. One moment, you're all snuggly and lovie and the next its nightmare on elm street.

bag lady

(wnyc.org)

Sweet vindication. For many months, I have been referred to as a "bag lady" by many of those to which I hold near and dear.

Actually, I think it has been longer than that. But, who's counting, really....

Anyway, it used to sting and I battled back by purchasing even more cotton totes to carry with me through the city. I fill it with everything imaginable and yes, it does get messy in there without pockets or dividers, or any sort of structure at all.

But I like a nice comfortable bag, especially one that doesn't scream;" I AM A TREND CONSCIOUS FEATHER IN THE WIND....I WILL DO WHAT YOU TELL ME TO." (ok, a slight exaggeration on my part, but I tend to do that sometimes.)

I am also not spending hundreds on a "purse" when I really don't need one or even can decide which one I like the best.

I would just like to point out that not only am I being environmentally conscious, but I am being fashionable.

Both of which are not so often attributed to the same person.

blind date

This weekend Roy installed the solar shades we picked out a few weeks ago. He was brilliant at it and now that they’re up I have to admit I was a wee bit nervous about how they would look. I know how I wanted them to look, but you never know.

We got it done in no time…and I helped.

Holding the ladder counts as help.

HOLDING.THE.LADDER.COUNTS.AS.HELP.

Besides, I didn’t want to deprive Roy of the satisfaction of installing them himself. I mean, it looked like a lot of fun.

told you so...

thought you might like to read this re: Jessica Seinfeld's manifesto...

click here.

liar, liar, pants on fire

(harpercollins.com)

Ok...

So dump-my-husband-of-one-week-so-I-can-marry-a-millionaire, Jessica Seinfeld, has come out with a book about lying to your children.

Maybe not directly.

But her new book which has the word DECEPTIVE in the title, is about how you get your picky kids to eat veggies. She has recipes for brownies with pureed carrots and spinach in them but the rest of the ingredients are still brownie ingredients. SO, if you want your kids to eat their normal required amount of veggies, they will also be consuming about 8 brownies, well done JS.

Also, the recipe literally says that you have to wait for the brownie to cool so they won’t taste like veggies.

There are so many things wrong with this book. In this world of catering to pint-sized princes and princesses it seems silly to be feeding your kids crap laced with health. Just give them dinner, if they don’t like it, they don’t eat. What is so hard about that?

Obviously this book is going to do well, it’s for lazy people. It’s for the same people who buy diet pills because they don’t want to exercise or stop eating Twinkies, or those electro magnetic thingies that will zap you into shape. These same people would probably call the number on TV for “make a million dollars a week AND find your soulmate without leaving your house!”

YOU. ARE. THE. PARENT.

You cook, they eat. They don’t like it, then you figure shit out. You DO NOT make them a chocolate cake with beets in it, to trick them.

Quite a role model.

from russia with LOVE

(sexandthecity.it)

Tonight I had dinner with my friend Cordelia and Pietzie, we went to sushi in Chelsea and on the bus, Cordelia was trying to tell me something but I was so busy in New Yorker mode that I'm afraid I didn't hear her as I pushed my way off the bus.

When we go to the street she stopped me looked in my eye and said, "Sarah. Wait. Baryshnikov was just on the bus, and he just got off in front of us."

WAIT. WHAT?

WHAT??

Let me preface, well its too late for that, but before I had a major crush on Mr. Jeff Goldblum, it was all about Baryshnikov.

There was something about the way he moved and his accent coupled with his confidence and presence on stage.



*sigh*

So I trotted along side his entourage and saw that it was him, in the flesh (much shorter flesh then I had imagined, but flesh none the less...)

Turns out we both like sushi, cause he went into the same restaurant we were headed into.

He is just as handsome in person, without question. And although "Carrie" rejected him on Sex and the City:



(ok, he was a unimaginable jerk on that show)BUT, tonight, from a SAFE distance, he didn't look so terrible to me.

(sexandthecity.it)

wicked good

(from sullystees.com)

Ok, so enough sadness about the Spankees being outta the playoffs...

THE. RED. SOX. ARE. STILL. IN. IT!

That's right, and we did it WITHOUT A-ROD.

(SSNN.com)

I am fairly proud of myself, that this season I have shown some restraint, but this site is where I normally get my Red Sox tees and I thought I'd share it.

It's "wicked pissa."
(pronounced WIK-ID PISS-HA)

sad but true

Jim Rogash / AP file

The Yankees are officially done for the season. Their fearless, noble leader may be done as well. Joe Torre is a hell of a guy and baseball will not be the same without him.

But an article in The Boston Globe asks "what happened to the Yankees?" I have to ask as well. I mean, all that talent, money, etc...what went wrong?

read article here

where's the beef?

I had the pleasure of sharing dinner with my childhood friend Danielle last night in Williamsburg. We were inseparable in 7th grade and had ping-ponged many emails before we decided on the right time and place.

After touring her new digs and strolling through the 'hood, we decided dinner would be somewhere neither of us had ever been. An adventure, deep in the heart of Brooklyn.

We stumbled into Wild Ginger (a vegan emporium) and sat in the back—despite any unease over not eating any animal byproduct—I have to admit that the food was delicious.

After an almost 17 year absence we were able to gracefully pick up where we left off (with a pinch of maturity and perspective) and had an ease in our conversation that I never doubted would still exist. It was lovely and easy and real.

It was one of many MANY more.

Below is a short Danielle shot on a plane and sent me this morning, genius that she is, she made me CRY.AT.WORK.

long time passing...

Wow. So it’s been quite a while since I’ve sat down and posted much of anything. You guys still there?

Nothing of great substance has happened, but life is very good. It's already the 2nd week in October, which is frightening, in the last half year of my twenties....*sigh*, am on the hunt for the perfect fall coat/wardrobe, and I'm beginning to enjoy working out---what? that's craziness! hold the phone, tell me more!

(image from flickr)

Alrighty then...Roy returned from Israel and we spent a much needed week together before he had to head back to the office. We caught up on our various adventures and misadventures since he left in July and even planned some together. There was a lot of amazing cooking involved, brunches and dinners shared with friends, movies watched, walks taken and music enjoyed. It was a sweet reminder of how important it is to take time to stop and enjoy life, put things into perspective and not forget to exhale.

Got to know my colleagues from the Europe office through meetings, drinks and random joke-telling. They’re pretty funny…not as funny as I am, naturally, but they have time till I see them again to improve. Practice makes perfect. Basically, work is good.

My Red Sox *sigh* haven’t fallen flat on their faces yet and it’s OCTOBER. HA! That’s right, it’s OCTOBER. The Yankees are playing like the Sox usually do and it’s exhilarating.

Purchased a stunning hot pepper plant and Mint plant this weekend to add to the growing menagerie of Jasmine, Fig, et al literally growing in the living room.

OH. I. ALMOST. FORGOT.

Roy made the most delicious oatmeal this weekend and this morning, and hopefully ALL WINTER LONG…I will post about it tomorrow when I’ve uploaded the images. I don’t know everything that’s in it, but wow…there’s Cardamom, Dates, Walnuts, hmmm, Raisins? Anyway, more tomorrow.

wax on, wax off

Ok, this will be quick and painless.
GO.TO.BLISS.

For every wax you'll ever need. I went a few days ago and saw a woman named Tess. Not only was she amazing, but somehow, this lovely human made the process pain-free.

That's all I'm gonna say.

No pain, lots of gain.