Roller Cowboy

Cowboy hat+Roller skates= AWESOMENESS
I saved this awesome pic of an anonymous friend for a rainy day. I don't know if kids from Scotts Valley are "different" but the only ones I know are roller skating competitors and cotillion class gradutates.

Kings and Cheese

Am I wrong for assuming I would actually see King Tutankhamun at the King Tut exhibit? It was an amazing trip to the De Young today, despite the fact that the sacrophogus is actually displayed. Since there isn't any photography allowed in the exhibit, a fun gift shop photo will have to do for now. Unfortunately, we could have been in Vegas at the MGM for all you know.

Post King Tut was my first visit to cheese and chocolate heaven at the Melting Pot. Here's a shot of the desserts ready for a chocolate bath.

Independence Day

glut-ton-y- defined as excess in eating or drinking. Also, one of the 7 deadly sins. That would be a good summary of today's events, and potentially the entire weekend. The day started with beignets and crab cakes at Just for You, and a pit stop at Anthony's cookies in the Mission.

Dinner was so great it deserves its own paragraph. Dinner at Bar Tartine began with a local goat cheese paired with plouts, marcona almonds, fresh honey, apricots, and a walnut bread. OMG! A mild cheese with fresh honey and a little bit of walnut. Then, a chilled chicken pate with a fig compote and toasted, buttered, grilled baguette. What's the white layer in the ramekin? Delicious liver fat, of course! I was in liver heaven! Unfortunately, the duck entree and dessert was just okay. But overall, good food.

Burfday!

It was a fantabulous birthday with the family and the kiddies at Six Flags. What's even better, is that the two birthday cakes made me forget that my sunburned arm now resembles a neopolitan ice cream: red- completely burned shoulders/white- tshirt tan line/brown-tan forearms.

On a side note, we decided that Vallejo's Six Flags' motto should be: Six Flags- Not the Happiest Place on Earth. It was 'bout to get all Jerry Springer up in there during the wildlife show. Some lady who worked there was yelling at a couple of guests, threatened to call security, and even called someone the N word. Nothing makes a family vacation more complete than a potential knife fight at an animal show. That's what happens when you put a theme park in the ghetto. I'm sure that's not happening at Disneyland.

Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

I usually tell my mom that she may one day become that chinese lady digging recyclables out of the trash in her spare time. I mean, she already has the uniform for it- a red fleece vest and a floral print hat with an unusally large visor.

Maybe as a sign of bad karma, we were "attacked" by a can lady during our lunch while she hovered until Heidi here completely finished her soda. Eventually, Heidi was peer pressured into downing her soda so the lady would take the can and move more than a foot away. I think we should come back and taunt her with an empty Sprite tied to a can.

Parisian Macarons

Since macarons can potentially be the new "cupcake" I figured I refresh my macaron skills. These should not to be confused with american macaroons, the bastardized version made with coconut and the size of a hockey puck- yuck. Does this make me an official food snob?

The Lazy Blog

I've been really lazy about postng, so here's a few random pics from the last week.