It’s one of those blogs again. One where I try to catch u on the things that I think would be so much fun to blog about and then never get to actually blog about in a timely fashion.
1. Party – I had talked about party planning and getting ready for my friend’s big 5-0 birthday, where I was not allowed to mention, nor allude to the fact that she was one half of one hundred. She seems to be taking it better now, so if I say she’s half a century old now, I may survive. Hey… I’m right behind her, so I understand how she’s feeling. *I* don’t feel that way, but I understand.
Anywho… I used West Virginia colors since her hubby didn’t know her favorite color. (It’s purple, btw A, so now you know!) Jenny and I went out on a mission and came up with a pretty good game plan. I really like the centerpieces and by the end of the night, the blue feathers had made their rounds!
2. Pittsburgh – Last weekend, we took our baby to move her things to Pittsburgh. It was an emotional time for everyone. Even though we still have her here until after the holidays, I can feel the change coming. I’m happy for her and feel good that she’s making a move into a family that will love, care and support her, but damnit – she’ll always be my baby. I want her to go forth and live her life, but I sure will miss my little work-stopper.
We ended up going to the Hofbrauhaus while we were there. We didn’t know it had been as close as Pittsburgh all this time or maybe we wouldn’t have bothered with the original when we went to Munich…. yea…. riiiiight…. still, it was nice and we’d definitely go again. After dinner and meeting the beau’s ‘rents, we went with them to 3 Rivers Casino and played a few games and then we went up to Mt. Washington and looked down on the city. It was pretty. Reminded me of Florence, Italy just a little bit. I think it was the angle and proximity, because really they look nothing alike!
I was rather amazed at the amount of home town spirit for the Steelers that Pitt had. Living in Raven country, I’ve seen enough of the purple and black to know there is some spirit here, but there was just an overwhelming amount of black and gold in that town. I don’t really care about football at all, but it was nice to see people supporting their team in what felt like a small town way.
Before we left, we went to a small hole-in-the-wall breakfast joint. It was a long counter type of diner and it was really good. I could see why the line was out the door for it. It’s also within walking distance of my baby’s new apartment. Yay!
3. Pizza – I found some whole grain pizza flats and thought that it would be delish to make a veggie pizza for dinner. I cut the veggies, roasted and spiced them just right and started looking for some pizza sauce. Ooops! I thought I’d had some under the cabinet, but not so. While hunting around I came across some Lime Chutney. We like spicy and we like different and most of the time, my “mistakes” are some of the most tasty dishes we’ve ever had, but let me assure you that this was not one of those times. Lime Chutney has NO place on a pizza. Even smothered with cheese, it was horrible. I think it’s only the 2nd time in 30 years my hubby has asked me NOT to repeat that dish. #4 came home and looked at the pizza and was very excited to eat it. She took a few bites and pronounced she could eat no more and started hunting around the kitchen for something else, glancing over at the uneaten part of the gorgeous looking pizza. Eventually she said, “I was really looking forward to that and I wish it tasted anything near the way it looks. I mean, LOOK at it.. it’s GORGEOUS and I want to eat it, but I can’t. I even bragged about the veggie pizza I was having for dinner while at work… I’m so sad!!”
Lesson learned… no Lime Chutney on a veggie pizza!! (or anything else, for that matter)