Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Mishmash

#1: I bought a set of pots and pans on HSN a few weeks ago. I was so excited. They came in a big huge box and they were so shiny and pretty. I finally got one of those big pasta pots with the built in strainer that I've been wanting since I was a little girl, a steamer set, and a big skillet with a cover. Plus they were all oven safe, so you can go from the stove top to the oven without a problem. If this is starting to sound like an infomercial, don't get your checkbooks out just yet. Yesterday, after I asked the Oogster to make us some rice, he angrily confronted me with something I had uneasily noticed after just a few uses of one of the pots. It was already rusty around the rim. You can understand he was justifiably irritated, since I bought the thing on flex-pay and we still have 3 more payments of 44.95 before the thing is paid for. I pretended (at the time) to be surprised and dismayed, but, like I said, I had already made that same observation. I was hoping he wouldn't notice. Because I'm lazy and slovenly like that. But since he did notice, I ended up hunting down the return slip (the one thing about HSN is that they allow unconditional returns for 30 days, and they pay the shipping). So I'm sending that crap back. And if anyone is thinking about ordering the cookware off HSN, think twice. Now I will have to retrieve all the old, crappy, ugly pots and pans that I put in a box to send to Goodwill and start using those again. At least they aren't rusty.

#2: I love French Onion Soup. I love how its cooked in the little crock with a crouton and a big layer of swiss Cheese. Its so salty and cheesy and oniony. Yum.

#3: Speaking of cheese, Hugo took me to a fondue restaurant for our anniversary a few weeks ago. We had the most delicious appetizer of fondue with yummy pieces of bread and apples and stuff. The main course consisted of a pot of broth into which we were instructed to insert pieces of meat, vegetables, and raviolis and allow them to cook in the broth before retrieving them and eating them. Interesting. A little gimmicky if you want my opinion. I would have taken another pot of the fondue cheese as my entree if they had allowed it. However, after that came the true moment of joy, because they brought out a pot of chocolate fondue for dessert with all kinds of delicious dessert items to dip in it. Items like cheesecake, pound cake, bananas, strawberries, and marshmallows. It was extremely yummy. I went to Estee Lauder that afternoon and got my make-up done (for some reason whenever I try to put eye make-up on I end up looking more like I just got into a fight than anything else) and they made me look all glamorous and stuff.

#4: Valentine's Day. I had to work. Usually Hugo takes me out to Emiliano's for dinner (which is where we went on our first date), because they always have a special Valentine's Day menu and its all romantic and stuff. But I had to work, so Hugo brought me a sub from Subway and a dozen roses and a box of chocolates. Plus he brought me Sofia, who is the best Valentine's Day present of all. I can't believe she's already almost 9 months old. Something tells me now that Hugo and I are parents, we are going to have to curtail our usual habit of going out to eat for every special occasion. We normally go to all these decidedly adult restaurants to eat to mark special occasions like our first wedding anniversay, our second wedding anniversary (yes, we have two anniversaries because we technically got married twice; once in January and once in September), the anniversary of our first date, Valentine's Day, birthdays, etc... However, going out on our anniversary sans baby involved my getting my butt in action a good hour and a half before our reservation so I could pack her up and run her across town to the babysitter's house. By the time I got back to the house I had to hurriedly throw on my nice clothes and run out the door. Plus, we both experienced a unique phenomenon about half-way through the meal. We missed her. By the time we got out of there after eating our 4 course meal, picked her up and got home, it was late and time to go to bed. Hugo, who had been at work all day, didn't get any time to play with his Chumby Pumby before she went to sleep. He was sad. So we have been frequenting the Red Onion, a family friendly establishment close to our house that we can feel free to bring the baby with us to. They have the most delicious french onion soup by the way...

1 comment:

xraycher said...

well it sounds like you have bought into the family thing lock, stock and barrell! It was probably around 5 years ago that Dad and I finally started to frequent decidedly adult places! LOL