First, proof that I did actually 1) bike to and from Logan Square in a skirt and heels and 2) lie down on the sidewalk to take a photo of the Logan Theatre marquee:
And second, some random places where my Flickr photos have turned up lately:
- America’s Best Doughnuts
- Cancer Virus in Nearly Everyone’s Mouth, USC Says
- Laptop seizures at customs cause thorny legal dispute
- The Lessons of Puttanesca
- Lighthouses of the United States: Michigan’s Western Lower Peninsula
- New FDA Inspections To Stop Outbreaks Before They Start
- Taking the trash out of landfills – Iowa City businessmen expand green market
- Thanksgiving: Psychology, Gratitude and Funky Music
- “What, Not How”: The Case of Specifications of the New York Bagel
- Wind Turbines Scare Off Md. County
Good ol’ CC BY-NC-ND.
- So hey, NATO’s coming to town! Which means that basically everything related to commuting or public transportation or the lake is just – ugh. On the bright side, it will be a good excuse to get on my bike and see the crazy.
- On Saturday, I’m taking a Chimpsy workshop so that I’ll be slightly more competent in my use of the DSLR that we bought, oh, three years ago.
- I realized earlier in the week that since I drive up Lakeshore every day, it was silly to go home, change, and then run in my neighborhood. Instead, I’m paying $1/hour, parking on the lake, and getting my run in immediately after work. I’ve also decided that modesty is overrated on days when it’s over 70, and if people don’t like the sight of me RUNNING in a sports bra and shorts, they can deal.
- I’ve been stupidly busy after work every night this week, and while it’s been mostly fun stuff, I’m SO looking forward to having no responsibilities or plans other than reading magazines and watching Mad Men and thinking about summer vacation, whenever and wherever that will be.
- My grocery list currently contains three items: olives, dark chocolate, and bleach. You know, just the essentials.
And some links for your perusal:
- A woman in California picked up some pretty rocks on the beach AND THEN HER PANTS CAUGHT ON FIRE.
- These dance-bombing teachers are pretty much the best ever.
- Renowned silver fox David Byrne turned 60 this week. I celebrated by looking at photos of my nephew in an oversized suit.
- A perfectly curated and edited video of Sherlock Holmes insulting people.
- This Tumblr is full of vintage love.
We’re in Rockford for the holiday, having moved the majority of our material possessions to Chicago three days ago. The last two days have been full of cookies and presents and traditions and relaxed family time. Max has been running around playing with trains and pointing at various delicious things and saying “mo-mo-more”, his voice lilting upward as he points at the object of his desire.
I mention this because as I look forward to 2012, what I want most is mo-mo-more. More time with friends and family. More travel. More flowers, more movies, and more amazing food. More miles. More love, more patience, and more connection in my relationships and with the world. So this post is me reaching my hands in the air and asking the universe for what I want in the next year:
- This year was about running further. 2012 will be about running faster in at least two half marathons plus the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler.
- I want to take better photos of more than just food, though better food photos would also be progress. I want to take a class, read a book, participate in an online workshop – in general learn more about the fancy DSLR we bought almost three years ago. And then apply that knowledge for good, not for evil.
- I’m reasonably certain that the only movie I saw in the theater this year was the final Harry Potter installment. With two movie theaters within a mile of our new place, we should have no excuse – other than lousy offerings – to see fewer than 12 movies in the theater.
- I want to write more letters – at least one per week. Do you want to be my pen pal?
- I need to find a job in Chicago, as it will make many of these mores possible. More time with my family as they’ll be 75 minutes away instead of 5-7 hours. More time with many many Chicago friends (though less time with A2 friends). A new and exciting city life for the two of us. I’ve loved my MPub job, but I need to be in Chicago.
- I wanted to bake 24 unique loaves this year. We made significant changes in our diet over the summer, and I haven’t really baked since then. I think, however, that one pie per month is a reasonable goal.
- Bourbon and I got back together in 2012, but I need to have more in my cocktail repetoire than the trusty Manhattan. There will be many opportunities to drink fancy cocktails in our new ‘hood, but I want to master at least one new cocktail at home per month.
- We took a fun road trip vacation over the summer, and I took solo trips to Philly, DC, and New York for work, races, and fun. I would like more of the same this year, beginning with my birthday weekend in California and possibly including a trip to Europe after the semester wraps up.
- More books read: finish the 2/3 challenge, keep up with my book club, and hammer away at the To Read lists while reading at least two books per month.
- Step up my game and learn to do alterations so that I can finally finish all of the half projects in my closet.
- More feats of strength! More push-ups. More miles on Orange. And maybe, just maybe, a pull-up.
- And, most importantly, more time connecting with the important people in my life. I’m not sure how to quantify this other than to say that I want to fight my introvert nature and say ‘yes’ more than ‘no’ for lunches with friends, dates with my husband, or visits to my family.
What will you do in the new year?
Dinner tonight: a bit of fish, rescued from the freezer, and broccoli rabe with golden bits of garlic. Slices of warmed Avalon International bread on the side.
This was our first experiment with broccoli rabe, which in flavor and appearance is somewhere between broccoli and kale. Take a few cloves of garlic, slice thin, and saute in olive oil until golden. Remove the garlic and add the broccoli rabe, sliced into 2″ pieces, thick stems remove. Add some crushed red pepper, cover and braise for 5-10 minutes. The dish was flavorful and paired nicely with halibut, rescued from freezer purgatory and grilled up with salt, pepper, and a bit of lemon. The freezer time may have affected the texture of the fish, which tasted a bit more like chicken than I was expecting. Perhaps it was the preparation? Not sure. The broccoli rabe was savory, with a hint of spice, though Shane needed to add both salt and pepper.
A footnote: the cats went CRAZY over this meal, with Mina begging for broccoli rabe and Basil for bits of fish. Whoever heard of a cat who loved greens more than fish?
A second footnote: I am heeding Janet‘s advice and leaving the real camera on the table in hopes of reducing the cameraphone photos that have plagued this blog in the last few weeks. I also promise to try harder with the white balance, something that’s hard to get right in our often dimly lit place. Hold me to this!
I’m not sure why the photos don’t show up in chronological order – to see more, check out my Flickr.