Monday, March 29, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Let's just say my new little brother didn't like being turned away at the fashion runway's velvet ropes. He had on a vest and bow tie that matched my dress over his "inner Playboy" wife beater, but he was so mad, Mom had to take his vest off so he could unleash his Cherry Blossom Festival fury.
We've learned one thing in Candy's Land since we got him out of the pound two weeks ago: nobody puts Boz in the corner.
And no place to go. Mom tried to catch the Cherry Blossom spirit by entering us in the "Pretty in Pink" fashion show this past Saturday. But alas, we were 15 minutes late to register and the pageant officials turned us away at the door. Either way, I managed to show off my handmade dress and take pictures with several visitors of Asian descent.
I bet the runway is relieved I didn't strut it. 'Too cute' was coming 吉林快三遗漏 with me!
Let's say Mom was on death row and they were taking orders for the last meal. What would it be? Well, let's just say you'd probably think you need to ditch the last rights from the Methodist Minister and call in a Rabbi. Bagels and lox wins every single time.
Brunch is a big deal for Mom. It's not just a meal, it's a method. It ain't brunch to her unless you have a few of the following elements: a) Bloody Mary or Mimosa Menu; b) Eggs Benedict of Some Fashion; c) Lox . . . lots of Lox.
The Rookery can quickly answer all of the above. Dolce Vita can brag about their Sunday Brunch bloody mary bar. And now the Thai force known as Lemongrass can join the buttresses of downtown Sunday brunch dining with a menu that makes her weep for the weekend. Can we say slow, 吉林快三遗漏-cooked hash? How about Crab Cakes? And what about the Smoked Salmon Benedict? You've got it . . . lox piled high on the precision-poached egg with English muffin and decadent sauce in check. Mom's mouth barely made room for her $5 Mimosa. Did I mention the potato pancake side? It's thicker than a latke but layers the Yiddish yum on thick.
We're convinced that the tradition known as Sunday Brunch may be the saving grace of Downtown Macon. Rookery, Dolce Vita and Lemongrass - keep it up. We're not the only ones hungry for more.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Mom and Shuga D have been 吉林快三遗漏 bound with a little illness floating around town. And although they are finally peaking their heads above the weather, they won't be going out and about tonight. Lucky for me, Bozz, Kitty, Tybee and Bowen to have them 吉林快三遗漏 some more.
But it doesn't mean that they won't be doing something festive, like trying one of these ice cream floats shown off by kitchen cutie Katie Lee on CBS The Early Show this top-o-the-morning:
Vanilla ice cream
Scoop vanilla ice cream into a pint glass. Top with Guinness and whipped cream.
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Thursday, March 11, 2010
Just where did Boz Waggs' new moniker come from? Why, Boz Scaggs, of course! According to Walden family legend, Boz had an extended stay at Mom's Pop's cabin in Round Oak so he could soak in the magic that was happening in Macon at the time. He was eventually signed to a management deal and must have drank some of the water here in town. Because the rest, as they say, is history:
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We're proud - and a little crazy - to announce a new addition to the Candy's Land family. Mom made a downtown detour to the City of Macon Animal Shelter this week (thanks AC Pup) and faster than you can say Papillon, she fell in love and signed the adoption papers.
There's now someone shorter than me in our big happy family. Everyone, meet my new little brother, Boz Waggs.
Bozzy is a four-year-old, full-blooded Papillon who was turned into the pound because his family moved into an apartment. Their loss is our wonderful gain. Why shop when you can adopt someone this precious?! Candy Lou loves you!
When they wear that same ol' mini skirt dress. But these girls weren't wearing just any old mini skirt dresses . . . It was the 11th Hour Readers' Choice Awards when Supermom SGM (and winner of Best Community Leader!) and Mom hit the red carpet in their downtown-bought gowns. Supermom wore a rockin' frock from boutique maven haven Ginger Michelle. And Mom wore a $2 taffeta find from Salvation Army. Just try a little tenderness.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Thanks to Mom's well-read buddy since their days of Sunday School and sticker-swapping, Lil Red, we just saw this vintage "Electric 吉林快三遗漏" video and had to share. That Jimi Hendrix-jiving, hippy heavy hustler would be Mom's Hollywood crush Morgan Freeman. She can never get enough of his voice . . . even when he is singing about reading, straight off a can of Monterey Pop.
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Tonight, after dinner, Shuga D rubbed his belly and said he was glad it was Meatless Monday. Mom cooked up a meal that made you forget that the majority of it was grown from the ground. Here we go:
2 eggs, beaten (Mom used fresh farm eggs from her Dad's very-loved, local chickens!)
Slice the eggplant lengthwise and then cut in half, into squares, until you have enough for matching "tops" and bottoms" (a.k.a. a sandwich). Lightly brunch the slices with olive oil, liberally salt and pepper and bake on cookie sheet at 400 degrees for 10-15 minutes.
Remove from oven. Dredge each slice in beaten egg, then Parmesan cheese. Top one slice of eggplant with a slice of fresh mozzarella, then top with another slice of eggplant. Place in hot oil, fry and flip after bottom is brown. When done, lay on paper towels to absorb excess oil.
Okay, so it isn't the healthiest Meatless Monday. But the eggplant were organic, the eggs were fresh and local, she didn't use flour and the dinner made you want to slap your mama.
The eggplant "parms" were nestled on a bed of angel hair and ladled with some organic marinara sauce. Mom also chopped up a zucchini length-wise and used the same parm-egg mixture and fried them up, too! Even a picky three-year-old would eat these veggies!
Sweet Shuga D sent Mom an email at work this morning reminding her that today was special because it was Miss ProBo's 22nd birthday. Mom was a sweet 16 when her dad sat her down, handed her a birthday card and played the old cowboy song "Happy Trails" as she read the words he wrote: "I hope you and Pro are a winner each and every time." That day Mom received the greatest gift a horse-crazy girl could receive . . . a flashy red 5-year-old quarter horse that is to this day, stunningly beautiful.
Pro and Mom have been through good times and bad. But there has been one thing that has remained through it all: the love between a girl and her horse.
See a video from one of our old postings right here.
Happy Trails (and Birthday) to you, Miss ProBo!