I’m constantly surprised at the versatility of our intrepid gang of culinary adventurers. We’ve embraced the idea that spices aren’t a thing to be feared, but respected; we were able to put that theory to the test with Paul’s thematic choice of “Indian Food”. To clarify, for those wondering “Does that mean Native American?” or actual “Citizens of the country named India” I’ll use Jason’s simple and clear explanatory statement of, “dots, not feathers..”
The food was absolutely delicious, and although I don’t think Jason was happy with how his dessert turned out, I actually enjoyed the taste of his Besan Ke Ladoo. The curries, although being relatively tame on the heat schedule (or as I like to call it, “Minnesota Spicy”) were excellent, and Desiree definitely redeemed the reputation of yogurt drinks with her tasty concoction, possibly made more delicious by the variety of Indian wines she sprung on us. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to try out the “Bulls Blood”, but the whites were great. Jeanette’s dish was perfectly spiced, and I was pretty surprised with how much I liked my own dish. It’s definitely one I want to add to my “whip up at the drop of a hat” recipe bandoleers.
Special thanks to the Brazelton girls for entertaining Evan so thoroughly, not to mention us adults, as we were treated to a few amazing interpretations of their singing in Rock Band. Pure awesomesauce..
It’s a good day when you get to have the breakfast of your choice, take a two hour nap, then gang out at the mall with your family going on amusement park rides, all with a piping hot coffee on standby.
Fathers day, I could get used to this, thanks Evan & Jeanette!
(Pictured: Left-CEO Richard Davis, Middle-Me, Right-CFO Andy Cecere)
Tuesday, Jeanette and I got to go to an awards dinner at Windows on Minneapolis for USBank. I won a service award (that was kind of a big deal) and we got a delicious dinner, and were regaled with many a joke and story as the dinner went on. If Richard Davis ever leaves his job as CEO of USBank, he could make a pretty good living doing financial stand-up comedy.
Aside from the dinner and recognition, the winners got a nice plaque, pen, stock options, and our pictures up on the wall-of-fame (for the quarter). But mostly, it was just good to get a pat on the back, and hear that you’re doing your job well.
Evan was at home being entertained by our downhill neighbors, who did an excellent job babysitting for us (first timers!) and even putting him down to sleep on the first try. Oh yes, you will be hired again!
(Pictured: Left-CEO Richard Davis, Middle-Me, Right-CFO Andy Cecere)
Hal Coppone was found gunned down locked in his secret secured vault. Who was the perpetrator? We found out in our latest Cooking Club gathering, “Chicago Speakeasy Murder Mystery”
First, I just wanted to thank everyone who came for getting into the thick of things by being in costume. Everyone did an excellent job looking like their character, and it was great! (Don’t look now, but you’re role-playing!) Also to note, it was Evan’s first night away from home, meaning that us ”Clubbers” could be as raucous as we’re naturally drawn to be.
Everyone arrived in style, and after a CD intro to the game we dove straight in to introducing some facts about our characters, as well as getting drinks and appetizers out.
The food was delicious, and the drinks flowed in our newly converted home-to-speakeasy.
After a long night of throwing out juicy clues about one another, we had to make our accusations. Interestingly enough, none of us guessed right! I guess it was easy getting distracted by the corrupt DA (me!) and his hired assasins, Billy and Torchy, or by the backstabbing “Socks”, or the conniving mastermind G. Ambler and his expert bootlegger driver (Molly) or even the career minded intrepid reporter, “Scoop.
We should have known that “Silky” M. Adam (Desiree) was the perpetrator. Smuggling herself into Hal’s vault with Coppone himself, then gunning down the mobster and secreting out his loot through underground tunnels using her standard bootleg liquor shipment. She woulda gotten away too if it weren’t for those crazy kids.. *fist shake*
