Attention everyone over the age of 21 (and college kids (who am I kidding) and those of you in high school whose parents are the kind that say “It’s ok if you have a drink as long as it’s with us under our roof…”):
There is now cake-flavored vodka. Yes – cake vodka exists.
And I intend to try it using this recipe from Apartment #34.
No, not NOW. Sheesh, it’s 11:30 in the morning! I’ll have to wait another half hour or so…
Image from goingoutsanantonio.com.
“They’re more than just adorable little creatures on whom you can blame your farts.”
Wise words from Tina Fey.
I’m almost done reading Bossypants, and I’m kind of sad because I wish there was more. I guess the only good thing about finishing the book is that I can stop feeling jealous of how talented Tina Fey is. Until I start watching the new season of 30 Rock…
Image from amazon.com.
Obsession #1: San Pellegrino Limonata
This stuff is a serious party in your mouth. No wait, serious parties aren’t fun! This stuff is a crazy, wacky, raucous party in your mouth. Two words: liquid Lemonheads.
Obsession #2: Love&Toast Rose Sorbet Lip Butter
Best chapstick ever. Smooth, a little shiny, smells like roses, tastes like sorbet.
Lately I’ve been equally obsessed with both of these things. So obsessed that I drive by their houses at night to see if they’re home and dial their numbers only to hang up when I hear their voices.
Next phase: creepy notes made out of letters cut from newspapers and magazines.
Images from costco.com and loveandtoast.com.
Today my mom is EVEN OLDER than she was yesterday. Yikes.
(Just kidding, Mom – you’re not that old! Also, I realize the above statement is true for everyone, everyday. Whatever.)
Here’s the ecard I sent her:
Yes, she’s still young enough…but barely. (Sorry Mom, kidding! Again! Sort of. No really, I am!)
Note: For the past 5 years or so, I’ve used someecards.com exclusively for all of my ecard needs. They are hilarious.
How cool is this??
This past Saturday night, hundreds of people dressed in white gathered at Daley Plaza underneath the Picasso sculpture and had an elegant evening of dinner and dancing. It was part of a series of “flash” picnics called Diner en Blanc that happen all over the world. New York just had theirs several days ago, and I think it actually all started in Paris. (Could something this chic conceivably start anywhere else?)
The cool thing is that the participants signed up weeks in advance (I thought about trying to get tickets, and now I wish I had!) but the location of the dinner isn’t revealed to them until hours before it actually starts! All they’re told ahead of time is to bring food, table settings and dress all in white.
The only thing that makes me glad I wasn’t there is the fact that when I eat while wearing white, I inevitably end up looking like a Jackson Pollock painting of food stains. So not chic.
Photos from Diner en Blanc – Chicago’s Facebook page.
The high points of my weekends often involve food. Which is why the low points of my weekdays often involve working out.
I topped off this Weekend of Deliciousness (CBA, Greek food, and a slice of pizza and Dunkin’ Donuts breakfast sandwich somewhere in between) with a good ol’ fashioned Chicago hot dog.
YUM. Couldn’t be better if it was real meat!
And speaking of dogs…
Someone was experiencing a little food envy. But can you blame him??
Saganaki! Tzatziki! Spanakopita!
Greek Fest!
Gotta say I love living in a big city where you can turn the corner and feel like you’re suddenly in a different country. A country with really good food.
No hurricane here!
When we were living in St. Louis, I would literally have dreams about Chicago Bagel Authority (CBA). I was 300 miles away, and yet I knew I would return someday. Yesterday was that day.
These guys make a mean bagel sandwich. It was just as good as I remembered. Maybe better.
Ok, stop watching me while I’m eating… it freaks me out.
Carlie Crash 
