Here is a photo of Joe’s finds. They are German bier mugs. I will use one for hot chocolate. So now when you come over we can serve you a beer in a real mug. (Only if you want)
Monday, October 13, 2008
Good Will
Saturday we finally dropped off all the bags of clothes from my fall cleaning spree. The place is called Les Petits Riens. It is basically like goodwill. We dropped off a trunk load and took a trunk load home. (plus there will be a delivery on Monday)
Here is a photo of Joe’s finds. They are German bier mugs. I will use one for hot chocolate. So now when you come over we can serve you a beer in a real mug. (Only if you want)
Here is a photo of Joe’s finds. They are German bier mugs. I will use one for hot chocolate. So now when you come over we can serve you a beer in a real mug. (Only if you want)
Friday, October 10, 2008
1st Birthday!
I have just created a blog for just me. I didn't want to get to girly on this blog with Joe being linked to it...Click here to check out my very own blog, but still check this one out too.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
reese
Foxy had a play date 2 weeks ago and this is her new friend Reese - yes named after the actress (I can totally tell I'm back in french class I just spelled actrice which is french for actress.)
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Fixing a Leek
I have been checking out Molly’s blog from time to time. Then one day she was talking about her trip to Brussels and the food on her blog. I emailed her and told her I lived in Brussels bla bla bla and got no response. (I always respond to my reader if they leave a comment or email me maybe she was busy or thought I weird oh well her loss.) By the way I do eat Leek and Potato soup here-it is yummy! Yes mom you read that right I eat leeks.
Then I got a subscription to Bon Appétit magazine and found out she is a writer for the magazine. I just wanted to share this article and recipes with you- from the October issue of Bon Appétit. Molly's blog is orangette click here.
By Molly Wizenberg
It was barely noon on our first day in Brussels when we spotted the leeks. We'd stopped at a small grocery store to buy some bottled water, and as we stood in line to pay, my husband noticed a large wooden crate by the cash registers.
"Look at those," he said, pointing. The crate was piled high with leeks, firm and glossy as piano keys, their leaves plump and freshly trimmed, a deep shade of green. Their tiny, hair-like roots were still tangled endearingly with damp mud, as though they'd just been pulled from the bed. My husband and I don't always swoon over the same things—he will never share my love for Duran Duran's "Hungry Like the Wolf," and I will never understand his insatiable passion for hot sauce—but these were stunning specimens. I'd never seen such gorgeous leeks outside of a farmers' market, much less near the cash register of a grocery store, a strategic spot where most American stores stock chewing gum, batteries, and packs of candy. I have nothing against any of those things—especially not the candy—but these Belgians were clearly onto something.
Here in the States, we often don't know what to do with leeks. We buy them to make potato-leek soup, but that's about the extent of it. The average grocery store seems to reserve only the smallest amount of square footage for them—much less than it devotes to lettuce, onions, or Idaho potatoes. But in Brussels, I noticed, everyone seems to have a leek or two in their grocery basket. The same goes for France, where, so far as I can tell, even the most basic shopping list includes leeks, potatoes, and carrots. (Yes, I am one of those types who stare compulsively at other people's grocery carts. Guilty as charged.)
Leeks look like oversize scallions, and they are related to both onions and garlic, but their taste is softer and more subtle than any of them. In a word, they're delicious. I love leeks in nearly every form, but I have to admit that I don't cook them as often as I could.
Then I got a subscription to Bon Appétit magazine and found out she is a writer for the magazine. I just wanted to share this article and recipes with you- from the October issue of Bon Appétit. Molly's blog is orangette click here.
By Molly Wizenberg
It was barely noon on our first day in Brussels when we spotted the leeks. We'd stopped at a small grocery store to buy some bottled water, and as we stood in line to pay, my husband noticed a large wooden crate by the cash registers.
"Look at those," he said, pointing. The crate was piled high with leeks, firm and glossy as piano keys, their leaves plump and freshly trimmed, a deep shade of green. Their tiny, hair-like roots were still tangled endearingly with damp mud, as though they'd just been pulled from the bed. My husband and I don't always swoon over the same things—he will never share my love for Duran Duran's "Hungry Like the Wolf," and I will never understand his insatiable passion for hot sauce—but these were stunning specimens. I'd never seen such gorgeous leeks outside of a farmers' market, much less near the cash register of a grocery store, a strategic spot where most American stores stock chewing gum, batteries, and packs of candy. I have nothing against any of those things—especially not the candy—but these Belgians were clearly onto something.
Here in the States, we often don't know what to do with leeks. We buy them to make potato-leek soup, but that's about the extent of it. The average grocery store seems to reserve only the smallest amount of square footage for them—much less than it devotes to lettuce, onions, or Idaho potatoes. But in Brussels, I noticed, everyone seems to have a leek or two in their grocery basket. The same goes for France, where, so far as I can tell, even the most basic shopping list includes leeks, potatoes, and carrots. (Yes, I am one of those types who stare compulsively at other people's grocery carts. Guilty as charged.)
Leeks look like oversize scallions, and they are related to both onions and garlic, but their taste is softer and more subtle than any of them. In a word, they're delicious. I love leeks in nearly every form, but I have to admit that I don't cook them as often as I could.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Music...
Every now and then when you're in a mood, don’t you just need some good angry girl music?
I think I could have actually worn out my Alanis Morissette's “jagged little pill” CD for as much as I have played it - it was a lot in Chicago! When I use to get the cd out or now when Joe hears her playing he either leaving me alone to sing at the very top of my lungs or asks, “what happened now”.
Here is a good You tube video from Pink. I just might have to check out her music more. ENJOY!
Here is a good You tube video from Pink. I just might have to check out her music more. ENJOY!
Monday, October 6, 2008
Sunday Rainy Sunday
At the Waterloo market getting soaked. Glad I got a good rain coat this summer. Notice the vendors did not even show up that is how bad the weather was.
After the market, we caught the end of the Brussels Marathon.
Very Brave soles to be running in this crap.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
best dressed
The International Best Dress List is out and #9 is...
International best dressed list. – vanity fair
H.R.H. CROWN PRINCESS MATHILDE OF BELGIUM
Residence: The Royal Castle of Laeken, Brussels. Age: 35. Signature look: Tailored dresses and suits, suitable for state occasions. Notable 2008 ensemble: Ivory silk shift with a lace overlay, worn for the baptism of her fourth child, Princess Eleonore of Belgium. Causes: U.N. aids, and UNICEF. By Albert Nieboer/dpa/Landov.
Congratulations you look terrific! It is hard to look good in this weather believe me I have tried.
International best dressed list. – vanity fair
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Thought for the month
"Clothes are like legos; there are always a few ways to put them together"
photo from it's her factory blog
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