Totally Uninspired

 . . . to blog about anything.

i've taken lots of photos of food that i make and eat.

but not feeling the energy to post and explain any of them.

although there's a tuscan bean soup that so so tasty, i almost feel guilty for withholding the recipe.

but it's not deliberate. 

i'm just feeling uninspired.

i just had a birthday.

we ate our way through the day.

began with cinnabons in the morning

and ended with kalbi ribs that evening.

my favorite present was the card from Tevita.

second favorite: a phone call from a friend.

third favorite: david sedaris concert

except when it was finally our turn to have him sign a book, he made THE LAMEST joke about pupu's. (you can already imagine), so turns out that his humor isn't always humorous. 

but today was fun.

i, along with the wives of my husband's counselors, broke the law. 

a couple of  times.

i won't go into details except to say that breaking and entering wreaks havoc on linen skirts. 

tevita just interrupted my writing to bend down and give me a kiss.

this gesture, even after i confessed my felony. "at least i was unarmed", i said.

"yes, baby, you were unarmed. proud of you." he said.

you know that last line made you giggle, like tevita's deadpan humor always makes me giggle.

i'm now off to enjoy a quiet moment with him. 

he always inspires.

Lazy and Delcious-Just Wanted to Share

Cut broccoli in spears, spread on baking sheet, pour olive oil to coat the broccoli and add minced garlic (fresh or I use the kind that you can buy in a jar at Costco).
Put in 400 degree oven. Check in 15-20 min. And done. (Also, add fresh parmesan, if desired).

I'm not a foodie. Never have been, never will be. But I did spend summers with my Grandmother who was. Italian style. Turns out, I can cook.

So this dish is so simple and DELICIOUS.

You can also use the same "recipe" with red potatoes.

I'm A Little Bit Bored Today

Took it about a week ago. And I've held the expression since. Every question gets this, "the response."
"How are you?" the response
"How's unpacking?" the response
"Did you run today?" the response
"Hey, is your hairline receding?" the response

I swear, someday soon I'm gonna change my expression. I was super tempted to do so yesterday when I was saw and heard what Tom Tancredo said.

This is my "wanna piece of this?" face. Which I almost pulled when he said what he did.
But instead, I decided to experiment. How would "the response" work in a situation that had roots in gender and race bias? What if a question or statement was offensive, inflammatory, and false?

Let's see:

"Sonia Sotomayor is a member of LaRaza, a Latino KKK without the hoods or the nooses."
- Tom Tancredo

Now watch "the response" in action:
I think, though not the initial intent, "the respone" has some great potential in looking condescending to people who say stupid things! It still has a hint of sadness, though. Which I'll work on. Or not.

Either way, I feel like I've hit a little bit of a jackpot with this one. I may keep it.