"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anais Nin

"I feel like love is in the kitchen with a culinary eye.
I think he's making something special and I'm smart enough to try" -- Obstacle 2 - Interpol

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Birthday Madness, or Should I Say Badness?

    Well, It's official.  I am now in my forties.  I turned forty-one on Wed, April 27th.  There is no turning back now.  Not that there ever was.  If someone ever figured that one out it would be the end of this world as we know it.  Basically, since Wednesday evening, I have attempted to eat as much bad-for-you but great-tasting food as I possibly can. 
   On Wednesday night, the plan was to go to Dirty Franks Hot Dog Palace but it was packed full.  So we went to Little Palace, which is conveniently located right next door to Dirty Franks.  For dinner, I had a Philly Cheese Steak and Fries.  Then, we went to Jeni's.  Then to The Crest Tavern, to indulge in a few cocktails.  The highlight of which was a shot that was dubbed "roast beef" but actually tasted like sweet-tarts had been dropped into root beer (This was Michelle's description).
   On Thursday, I made scrambled eggs and toast for myself.  Then for dinner, Michelle and I went to O'Reilley's, were I had the Pepper Burger with onion rings (as far as I am concerned this is the only choice).
   Friday, I had a chicken burrito from Chipotle for lunch, which is actually fairly healthy although absolutely enormous.  And I ate it all.  For dinner, Amy and I went to Dirty Franks where everything I had was covered in Coney Sauce.  Well, not the Bloody Mary. 
   Today started out with super healthy eating too.  I had a small bowl of the ice cream I made yesterday.  You know, I had to take photos for this blog post. I had to scoop some into a bowl for a picture.  Then, it is in the bowl.  Might as well eat it.  And I had to make sure it was edible, right? Breakfast of champions.
    So the ice cream is chocolate-heath.  It is really, really tasty. The picture above is the unsweetened chocolate melting in the double boiler.  I know a double boiler is kinda old school.  But I inherited this from my grandmother and I figured I might as well use it.
 
    Homemade ice cream is the bomb!  Wonder why it tastes so good?  Maybe it's the sugar, eggs, milk and cream.  Notice the Snowville Creamery milk.  I am a convert.  If you haven't tried this milk, you should.  It is awesomeness in a carton!
    This looks pretty damn good!  And it is all ready to go.  I waited and added the Heath crumbles right before I popped the base into the ice cream machine. 
    Ice cream maker at work.  Remember, back in the day, when you made homemade ice cream, in a hand crank ice cream maker.  When you had to take turns cranking the machine and adding salt to the ice outside of the canister.  Those were actually fun times at my Grandparents.  And it always seemed to make the end result sweeter.  Well now, there is this fantastic Cuisinart machine which does an excellent job and is super easy to use.  And it comes in red!   Yea!!
   Check it out!!  Nothing says breakfast like homemade Chocolate-Heath Ice cream!  Actually, I am at the end of my bad food eating run.  Tomorrow is the first day of May.  I am gonna be eating nothing but vegetables from then on.  Well, maybe not, but I gotta do better than this week that is for damn sure!
   Tonight, birthday dinner number two at Knead Urban Diner.  It's gonna be awesome.  But, can I get a side of fries with that?

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