Luther Burgers 2008

Last weekend we also made Luther Burgers. This is the very first time any of us have had a Luther Burger. Up until about 2 months ago, I didn't even know they existed, then my brother-in-law sent me the link to Wikipedia. Mike and Johnny like to make strange food on weekends they watch football and hockey, and Luther Burgers were on deck for this weekend.

What is a Luther Burger? If you check out the Wiki link you'll find that it is a bacon cheeseburger that is housed within the confines of a grilled glazed donut (used as the bun). Legend has it that it was one of Luther Vandross's favorite foods, hence the name. At first I thought it would be disgusting because I was picturing a traditional hamburger with all the condiments like ketchup, mustard, and pickles, along with the glazed donut bun. But in actuality, the burger is quite simple. Not condiments, just burger, cheddar cheese, bacon, and glazed donut. A true marriage of the savory and the sweet.

Shot of the grill. Donuts on the top rack getting some grill marks.
Stack o' donuts.

The finished product. Bacon cheeseburger with two halves of an original glazed Krispy Kreme donut as the bun.The look on Nic's face after his first bite....."surprisingly good"......

Heart attack waiting to happen....... a sweet, salty, tasty, heart attack.

Poutine Fest 2008

Wow, I'm still full from last weekend! So long low cholesterol. Kim, Nic, Heather, and I went over to my sister and brother-in-law's place for Apple Cup last weekend. It was a day filled with fun, football, and way too much food.

First on deck: Poutine. If you haven't tried poutine before, it is delicious. What is it? French fries, cheese curd, and gravy. My brother-in-law and his friend Johnny have been working for years perfecting the art of poutine preparation. I'd say they have it pretty much down pat. The key is to deep fry the french fries so they get hot enough to melt the cheese curds, then top that with gravy and the cheese curds melt even more. Pretty darn tasty.

Tasting the gravy to make sure it isn't substandard.
Who is excited to taste the delicious poutine? Kim is....even though she was calling it 'poontang' for days leading up to it.

Is this Heather's debut on the blog? It very well may be. Poutine Fest 2008 will go down in history.

This is one of the only photographs I have of Nic where he isn't making his usual photo face. I may just frame this photo. He ate the shit out of that poutine, btw.

Overall, I think I may have converted a few of my friends over to the poutine dark side.

When you can live forever, what do you live for?

It is no secret that myself, Kim, Heather, and Corey are all on board with Stephenie Meyer's Twilight book series. It was around January 2008 that I picked up Twilight and couldn't put it down. Then came New Moon and Eclipse. The final installment, Breaking Dawn, was icing on the blood-sucking cake. The four of us have been exchanging emails for months regarding the release of that final book, and the movie of the first book. It all came to fruition the morning of Saturday, November 22nd, 10am at the Oak Tree Cinemas on Aurora. Kim, Heather, and I got in line along with many a 12 year old girl to see Twilight, the movie. It did not disappoint. I think I had a smile on my face the entire movie. We are going to see it again this week with Corey. I am not ashamed to admit that I wish I had an Edward Cullen to call my own. Robert Pattison is a dream boat, make no mistake about it. Plus, the Iron & Wine song on the soundtrack is delicious.....check out "Flightless Bird, American Mouth" on iTunes, if you have the means, I highly recommend it.

Takin' it back to the old skool.....

Facebook really brings people out of the woodwork, no? Lana emailed me tonight and asked me if I remembered a name from highschool, someone that added her as a friend that she couldn't for the life of her remember. The name sounded familiar to me, but I had to bust out my senior yearbook to put a name to the face. Once I had the yearbook out, I started reading what everyone had said when they signed it...... here are a few...... guess who? my comments will be in italics. Please note: these notes are riddled with inside jokes, they may not be entertaining to anyone but the people that wrote them!

#1
Pimpmaster Newanda, (you gotta love the nicknames from high school)
Well Hilton, what can I say? This year has been a big party without a hangover (many hangovers were had). You are a laughing machine. Shove a quarter in your ass and the laughs never stop. There has been so many times this year and the past 5 in fact, that I thought that I was going to laugh to death. WSU is going to be a bore without you next year (dead giveaway there). Don't be surprised if I come back with a slick track boyfriend named Jed. After all "all dirt roads lead to Pullman." Oh!! The nausea of existance! Look at the peanut, look at the peanut! So SNL let us down this year but I think The State made up for it in the end. The Jew, The Italian, and the Redheaded Gay. It's funny the things you remember over the years. I remember walking up and down my road with you talking about everything in the world. That is what I think I will miss most about you Jess. You are the only person that I can spend endless amounts of time with and not want to hang you from a tree. You are such a free spirit Jess. "No! I want my plaid shlong pants!" Everybody should take a shower. Ocean Shores rocked. I'm going to have that time etched in my memory forever. Truck boy. I'm still in awe over the fact that school as we know it is over. No more Girafee or Kennedy or Red Haired Bitch (not sure who that last one is...) No more Mr. P and day 180. But this summer will be awesome baby with a capital A baby. Just don't let some strange guy through your donk wa (ah, the one handed donk wa.....). Shit nig (verbatim), I'm really going to miss you. We'll have to have a serious PAG over Christmas break and sing Frosty the Snowman outside my basement. What can I say EB, you are my sister. I don't know what I'll do without you next year. 90% of my best memories are crazy things the 2 of us have done together over the years. Grocery shopping with Carol. Old school times sitting for Satan. Chilling in front of the boob tube watching MTV (John Sencio never looked so jacked up on freeze frame). I wish these times could last forever but all good things must come to an end. These have been the happiest years of my life and I owe a lot of my happiness to you my friend. Thank you a thousand times for being my friend and always being there for me. I know our friendship will be lifelong. Dr. Hilton. Tampons in the Sr tea scrolls (sic). Punk rock ahhh yea!! Carpe diem!
*How cute we're chewing gum
*My name is Cornholio give me T.P.
*Mangs wear size 12's (yes they do, which leads me to the following.....)

#2
Jess:
Life has been good. Things have gone up since you were stuck in the goose pot. After extensive experiments with drugs and alcohol, and many travels to the far reaches of Washington state i discovered there are no better friends than the ones i've got in Marysville. Life has been good, except for the occasional panty raid victim or brief sighting from a bare naked flasher (you wanted to see it). 2 pair always beats one of a kind and beer will never die as long as you believe in yourself and all the beer gods i.e., Kris, Joe, Casey, Josh and so on (1 out of 4 isn't bad). Memories last a lifetime (my ass) (true that). For just that reason we must keep in touch. You've taught me much about feelings and respect (though it may never show) and i thank you (Boyz II Men watch out). Thoughts of you will always give me gas and make me want to wet my pants but aside from that i love you. p.s. i'm still macho you f*cker. (well said)

Not surprising that I'm still friends with these two crazy kids.

Check it out peeps........

This is my ridiculously awesome new bracelet courtesy of Casey and Kim. They kindly thought of me while in Cancun last week and picked me up this sweet bracelet. What is it? It's a picture of a mexican wrestler attached to a strip of blue leather. Yes, it is kinda creepy, but I like off the wall stuff like that. It is all about separating yourself from the herd, and if that means wearing a bizarre looking mexican wrestler on your wrist, then so be it. Sign me up.

Wash your hands......

I adore The Stranger, Seattle's free weekly publication.  It is humorous, well-written, and a great source of information for upcoming shows in the area.  My favorite sections are Savage Love, Drunk of the Week, I Saw U, and most of all.... I, Anonymous.  I, Anonymous is basically a letter to someone, a confession or accusation usually.  Some of them are hilarious, others heart breaking, but all of them entertaining.  This week's was no exception.  Here it is, word for word.

Bon Appetit, Edward Shithands

I apologize if our handshake at Tuesday's "working lunch" came off as a bit awkward.  The moment you extended your right hand, I instantly recalled the dozens of times I've watched you march directly from the second-stall toilet to the bathroom exit door.  If you don't want to wash your hands, that's fine.  I don't expect you to scrub your shit-covered fingers more than Howard Hughes.  However, perhaps you could be a little more courteous when it comes to covering your coworkers with your filth.

Think of it this way.  When you have morning breath, you don't try and make out with your girlfriend.  When you step in dog poop, you don't wipe it off on your mother's Persian rug.  And when you put your hand against your butthole, you shouldn't rub it on your coworkers.

So, as I sat in the hour-long meeting eating finger foods elegantly topped with fecal matter, I feverishly plotted my revenge.  The following day after everyone had left the office, I slowly slid your computer mouse down the crack of my ass.  Bon appetit, Edward Shithands!

So true.  The lesson for the day?  Wash your hands folks.  

Other I, Anonymous titles that are funny:

You May Sell Organic, But You're Still a Capitalist Pig

God Damn Your Smooth Scottish Jazz

Thank You For Sucking So Consistently

Peep This

The Cancer, The Cheeseburgers, The Revenge

You Vegan F*@k

If you haven't picked up a copy of The Stanger lately, I highly recommend it.

I love you iTunes

I am an iTunes addict. I can't help myself. You can buy that catchy song you keep hearing on the radio for a mere 99 cents, AND you can preview the other tracks on the album to determine if they are thumbs up or down. Granted, I still love Sonic Boom, but I use iTunes for my guilty pleasure music purchases. Case in point...... here is a list of the last several songs I have purchased:

Crazy On You: Heart
What About Love: Heart
Alone: Heart (they keep playing the Celine Dion version of "Alone" at work, I had to get the real thing!)
How Come U Don't Call Me Anymore: Prince (how come Prince insists on using the letter "U" for "you" in all his song titles? regardless of grammar, the man is a genius!)
I Don't Care: Fall Out Boy
Falling Slowly: Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova
If You Want Me: Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova (songs from the "Once" soundtrack, which, btw, Casey liked the movie but wouldn't admit it in front of me.....sorry Hayes, I had to out you)
Hot N Cold: Katy Perry (this is one catchy little song, makes me want to shake my buns)
Everyday: Carly Comando
You Don't Know Me: Ben Folds featuring Regina Spektor
Disturbia: Rihanna
Womanizer: Britney Spears
Keeps Gettin' Better: Christina Aguilera (I can't believe I actually wrote down that I purchased the above two songs.....like I said....guilty pleasures people, stop judging me)
Magic: Robin Thicke (yes, Alan Thicke's son, but much more awesome than Mike Seaver's dad)

I, undeniably, love pop music. And, side note, I wish that Pop-Up Video was still gracing VH1's airwaves.

What guilty pleasures have you downloaded?

Feetsies

Remember when you were a little kid and during the winter you had full length pajamas with feet? Like a little sleeper space suit? Those were the best!! Tonight I went to Target in an effort to stimulate the economy by purchasing a bunch of useless crap, and look what I found? You got it, full length fleece pajamas with feet. Pattern? Clouds. I'm wearing them right now and these suckers are warm! I may have to turn the heat down tonight or I'll be sweating to the oldies.
Feet on floor.

Feet on couch.

The feet kick ass wherever they are.

Now I just need to find myself full length pajamas with a butt flap.

Addendum: Sleeping in pajamas with feet was not as fun as I remember. The whole experience kind of burst my little kid nostalgia bubble, unfortunately. I felt all kinds of trapped and constricted. Ugh. These suckers are going in to the Halloween costume box.

YES WE CAN!!!!!