Little Known Lloyd Fact #28: Lloyd does not like to eat the end of a sugar snap pea that he is holding as he eats it. He calls them “pea butts” and leaves them on his plate. Here’s the kicker – it isn’t always the same end of the pea pod. Isn’t that a little hypocritical? Huh? Am I right or am I right or am I right?
Archives for September 2008
Laser Cat
Laser cat is wishing my Mom a Happy Birthday and so am I!
In honor of the day, I give you a poorly-photographed Black Forest Waffle! Chocolate cake batter in the iron, cherry preserves, and sixteen little poofs of whipped cream. I think I have a problem.
Finally
The sixteenth hash mark is done! We were so busy around our actual anniversary that there was no time to take our rings to Sartor Hamman, but I took them in two Saturdays ago while Lloyd was busy buying his auction stuff, and we picked them up this Saturday with his parents.
Dropping them off was a little funny. (It’s no rinky-dink place, but a very nice jewelry store in Lincoln.)
Saleslady: Can I help you?
Lauren: I’m here to get our wedding rings engraved. We get these hash marks….?
Saleslady: Mr. Sommerer?
Lauren: Huh?
Her daughter had attended Lincoln Lutheran so she knew Lloyd, and apparently we are the only people who return to their store for hash marks. Lloyd thinks he’s got it made – I’m the only wife who is happy to have gold taken away as a present!
I just re-read last year’s post about the slash, and Peggy had a comment requesting a wedding photo. I never obliged, so here you go. (My advice for any formal picture taking: Get a jazz-hands pose. It will be your favorite.)
Waffle (not awful) Toast
We had a very nice visit with Lloyd’s folks this weekend. I always freak about about what to cook for people, but we were only home for breakfasts, and that’s a meal I can safely make. We had bacon and eggs yesterday, and an experiment today!
I can’t take credit for this, since I saw it on Slashfood a while ago, but we had french toast made in a waffle iron. The Texax toast pieces fit in my cheap-o Belgian waffle maker perfectly!
I liked them a lot. I was so pleased with the result, we made garlic toast for dinner the same way! Slap some butter on both sides of bread, sprinkle on a little garlic salt, then leave them in there a couple of minutes to get really crispy. The best part is how they break off into little strips, then squares, perfect for filling with sauce. I shouldn’t have even made noodles.
A Very Warren Buffet Day
Lloyd’s parents are visiting for the weekend, so we had a jam-packed day. Lloyd had an auction he wanted to check in on, then we went to Omaha. We got there around noon and ate lunch at Spaghetti Works in the Old Market.
Apparently, Lloyd’s Mom is a big fan of Warren Buffet, but surprisingly not for his ukulele prowess. We told her that we had a day of Warren Buffet fun planned! We drove by the Berkshire Hathaway building, which was difficult to get to since Omaha has banned left-hand turns. (no photo – sorry) Then we drove by Warren Buffet’s house! It’s the same house he’s always lived in, and I’m sorry I didn’t bring along an invitation to ukulele night to leave in his mailbox.
Then we went to Nebraska Furniture Mart, another WB store and the largest furniture store in America. (Take that, IKEA.) Here’s Lloyd’s Mom by the coolest table in the world.
Then we went to Borsheim’s, Warren’s jewelry store that’s located in the snooty mall. We hung out in the atrium and drank coffee. Each of my pictures had a bad shot of one of these people. I compromised by chopping everyone’s head off.
Lastly, after we made his parents sit through ukulele night, we ate at Warren’s favorite steak joint, Gorats.
Warren Buffet, if you read this, you are invited to ukulele night next month. No financial talk will be allowed – only music!
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(Try to incorporate ‘Warren Buffet ukulele’ in your comment today, would ya?)
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Note to self: Do not use the front door anymore.