Groovin' in the kitchen, dancin' in Missoula.
I need a pastry cutter. It started out so simply… So straightforward… But, like everything else in my life, if it seems too easy, I’ll over-complicate it. I don’t plan it that way, it just happens. I had seen this recipe on one of my […]
Spring in Montana is a volatile thing. In the same week, we’ve gone from beautiful, sunny, 50F, to cloudy, windy and snowy. C’est la vie in ol’ MT. When we were in the throes of sunny rapture, we got together with our friends and had […]
Some jobs are just too fun hard to do alone.
They require someone totally serious
Who isn’t afraid to get their hands dirty.
Who can handle anything, and can multitask with the best of them.
Who would never hide from the tough jobs.
Who isn’t afraid to soar to new heights.
And who would never, ever, fall asleep on the job.
Yeah. Sous chef is a thankless job, but someone’s got to do it.
Thanks, buddy.
Yesterday, I was in the car for 4 hours. I drank a Sugar Free Redbull, a latte, and 24 oz of water. I felt like Nancy Botwin (except for the whole drug dealer thing). I went from Missoula to Helena to Great Falls, and eventually […]
Let’s back up so you can see this properly. This was the most epic fruit salad. I even tweeted about it! (Did you know you can follow me on twitter? I’m super hilarious. Well, I said something mildly funny once, anyway.) The salad was epic, […]
When I was in school, it was called the Dance Showcase. Dance New Works is way cooler.
Living in Missoula, I have the opportunity to see original choreography and performance about 4 times per year–just from the University of Montana School of Theatre and Dance. It totally rocks! And makes me miss performing in a bad, bad way. Which, in turn, inspires me.
If you have some time this evening, tomorrow afternoon, or tomorrow evening, please please please go support my amazing friends. There are two different shows, Program I (tomorrow night) and Program II (tonight and tomorrow afternoon). Program I is more suited to adult audiences, but I’ve heard that Program II is very family friendly. I have seen Program I, and can vouch for its awesomeness (and adult content–hilarious and otherwise), and I’ll be going to the other show tomorrow afternoon.
And in case you don’t believe how fabulous the dancers and their works are, here’s a little teaser. (Sorry for the blur, my lens doesn’t zoom.)
I hope to see you there!
Apparently we’ve been eating a lot of chicken lately. I hadn’t even thought about it, but then again, I can happily eat the same things over and over again. (Not a great quality for a food blogger, I realize.) I think beef is intimidating for […]
Hey everybody! Remember awhile back when I made Yellow Squash and Basil soup? It’s ok, it was a long time ago. One of my first blog posts, actually 🙂 Whilst (yes, I like whilst) wondering the produce section in Safeway the other night, I saw […]
It’s a well known fact that I hate winter. Not that I have anything against light, fluffy snowflakes or ice skating–I just hate being cold.
I mean, I absolutely, wholeheartedly, unabashedly HATE being cold.
Maybe it stems from the fact that I got hypothermia when I was three. Or maybe because my fingers go numb even while wearing two pairs of gloves. Or maybe it’s because both my husband and son will leap out of bed if my frozen popsicle toes come anywhere near them.
Who knows?
What I do know, is that it takes a lot of bribery, patience, sheer force of will and manpower to get me to spend any length of time outside when it’s the least bit cold.
On Sunday, I found myself outside in Greenough Park. I had on: long johns, jeans, snow pants, cotton socks, wool socks, undershirt, regular shirt, and an over shirt (that was actually worn in the Antarctic! Cool story), I also had on a hat, heavy winter coat and gloves. Normally, I’d wear two pairs of gloves, but the official reason for going out was to go on a photo walk, and I needed my fingers to be functional.
These boots were made for walking.
And apparently, so were these.
I truly do love nature, but I’ll admit that I’m kind of prissy about it. Which is funny considering I was a huge tomboy growing up. It’s the cold, I’m telling you!
I had so much fun though! It was a balmy 22F outside (which is pretty good for winter in Montana). The sun had finally come out for the first time in weeks, which made for some glorious sights.
I have to tell you, we were all warm and sweaty at the end of the Greenough loop. I’d definitely do it again, but it will take far less convincing to get me outside come May.
And bribes never hurt.
If you’d like to see all the photos from the day, just go here.