December 9, 2008
WELL, we didn’t come close to doing all the things i claimed we were going to this weekend… I mean, obviously. but who cares, right? I don’t.
Instead we did things like go, for the first time in the 7 years that I’ve lived in LA, to the Sunday Hollywood Farmer’s Market. Just the musicians alone made it worth the trip. That and the salted carmel ice cream.
I <3 this trio. They were so into their music, so soulful with their banjo and fiddling and old-timey music. I need to invent an excuse to have a party, next summer, in our backyard... so they can come play.
This is why you travel. Because then you come home and you look at your own city like a visitor and you again appreciate all the beautiful moments it has to offer. Plus for a thoroughly contented west-sider, going to Hollywood IS like traveling. We don’t get out much.
December 6, 2008
I’m nearly as excited about this as I was about our wedding. Okay, maybe not THAT excited. But I’m pretty delirious with anticipation. Whhhhyyyy do I love housewares so much??? It’s like coffee. My life would probably be a lot better if I didn’t drink it, but it’s sooooo good and warm and thoroughly essential to the very core of my being.
(pictures from Heath, invite from my friend Deja who works as an interior designer for one of Heath’s partners, Marmol Radziner. Thanks Dej!)
Also this weekend, we are getting our Christmas tree, going to this, making our Thank You cards (yay – projects!), and continuing to dig ourselves out from under the wedding debris that is still covering our house (and our life) with a light to medium dusting of supplies, boxes, projects, and other ephemera.
December 5, 2008
I have a thing for under appreciated flowers. And foods actually for that matter. I fall happily into line in what Molly from Orangette calls the Parade of Underappreciated Vegetables each winter. Anything odd and bitter, uncommon and under loved is welcome in my kitchen anytime. The same goes for flowers and plants – especially the shaggy, spiny, not quite flowery Protea/Banksia family. Which is kind of like the kohlrabi of flowers, both being curious and semi-prehistoric looking.
Isn’t it neat? It’s kind of photogenic with all it’s varied textures and colors.
Happy holiday season. I can’t believe it’s December.
December 4, 2008
You come back to a sad, cold, unlived in house and it’s raining and the house is a semi-disaster because you left in a rush. And there are lots of little friends now inhabiting your space. And some of them, no not you spiders, are really pretty:
This guy was having his merry way with the parsley growing in what used to be my vegetable garden. Now it’s a tangle of dead tomato plants, weeds, cucumber carcasses, and the largest zucchini I’ve ever seen, which at this point I think I’ll just let grow back there until it bursts.
I think he’s a tomato worm actually, but since there are no tomatoes left, I suppose he had to settle for something else.
I’m getting back into it here people. I have a handful of projects for the wedding left, and then there’s the wedding itself of course, but it’s hard to just jump right into that.
December 3, 2008
How about with chocolate? it’s really as good a place as any, don’t you think?
Um, so we’re back! we had the bestest time and now, back at work, it seems like we never left. Amazing how 2 days at the office can do that to you. But today is the farmer’s market so everything will be better now.
We arrived back to reality on wednesday morning super early, drove to san diego for serious family thanksgiving time and finally slept in our own (very excellent if I do say) bed on saturday night. But before retiring to our lovely Tempurpedic, we made a trip to adult disneyland, aka Whole Foods in venice, where I discovered this chocolate bar:
Clearly, we only bought one that first night. But then the next night, I needed another. Bad. I don’t even particularly like chocolate. It’s FINE, don’t get me wrong. But it’s not my thing. Nor are desserts really at all. But this, this is different. It’s the most deliciously dark chocolate with salty/sweet hazelnuts inside.
Salt + chocolate (or anything sweet) = divinity.
So, we drove back to Whole Foods the next night where I noticed there was only a SMATTERING of these bars left. Which of course put me into panicky disaster preparedness mode, overcome by the need to stockpile lest these bars disappear forever. You can see in the picture 2 empty boxes and 2 full boxes. We have to ration them.
So what I’m saying is GO TO WHOLE FOODS. Get these bars. They are from Charles Chocolates, a boutique chocolatier in the Bay Area, and these particular bars are specially made for Whole Foods. The Emeryville Collection, they are calling them. I won’t tell you how much they cost. Just throw them into your basket along with a weeks worth of groceries and you won’t even notice when you see your total.