7.24.2008

The Elusive Geoduck (Hi Rona!)

Last weekend was my sister's unofficial bachelorette party, which pretty much consisted of eating extremely well at every meal, biking up and down hills, laying out in the sun and reading, and combing the beach for mollusks. It was a wonderful way to celebrate my sister and to enjoy a sisterhood of women who are extremely talented, generous, witty, and loving. They say that your friends reflect who you are, and they most definitely reflect the wonderful things that my sister embodies.

But this post is all about the mollusks, my friend. There'll be plenty of opportunities to tell you how wonderful my sister is, after all, she's got many many more occasions coming up that will be all about her (including a bridal shower on Saturday, woot). But the geoducks, oh the geoducks....

After castrating many many geoducks (including one instance where I held onto the tongue/neck/thingy and managed to either rip it off, or the geoduck ejected the neck like it was an escape pod), we finally managed to unearth one--unfortunately, that meant breaking it's shell and eventually killing it. But they move so fast! We actually broke a (very rusty) shovel, trying to catch one. Did you know that the average life span of geoducks is 146 years? And that they can grow to have necks over a meter long? How freaky is that?

How freaky was this guy? Bigger than our feet!

The Elusive Geoduck

Sorry Mr. Mollusk, but you did serve to educate us about how wily and expeditious your kind can be. If you want to catch a geoduck, have a fast shovel.

More photos from Hansville on Flickr.

7.15.2008

DC Weekend

We are flying through the clouds back to moderately climed Seattle. At 36,000 feet. We've just had a mini college reunion wherein we:
  • witnessed the marriage (and utter joy) of one of my best friends
  • were guests to many Mormons but were not once asked about our spiritual beliefs
  • slept on the floor like little sausages all in a row
  • were driven up Constitution Ave and down Pennsylvania Ave
  • encountered many dignitaries, diplomats, and delegates
  • rode in a taxi twice (a first for me in the US)
  • witnessed my vegan friend, Dr. C, break her diet--twice!--by eating creme brulee one evening and bread pudding with creme anglais the next
  • walked many miles in 90 degree heat and new shoes
  • used many bandaids on blistering toes due to said shoes
  • saw enough historical sites to make us slightly sick but enough to call us back someday for a longer stay
In other words, it was a fantastic weekend. It was wonderful to spend time with these friends again especially, to constantly laugh despite the sweaty middays, the long walks in the humidity, the long drives, the missed trains, and the delayed flights. What would have made the trip even better would have been to spend more time with the bride before she disappeared for her honeymoon, but alas only so much time could be taken from work and she was pretty busy herself. It was incredibly satisfying and gratifying to see her so giddily happy and to see her married to such a sweet guy who so obviously adores her. You could not ask for anything better to happen to a person.
The Happy Couple
It was fascinating to walk a city that has so much history. The west coast has a very short history that surrounds it. The ruins of the Acropolis are truly inspiring to know that the remains of human civilization do make a mark and last--but it's harder to relate to, it's on a grander scale. Visiting the other Washington means getting to know the foundation of the society you live in. It's a collection of the fruits of our society, a history of the things we've accomplished in this democracy, the troubles and also how we overcame them.
The Big House
My favorite spot we visited all weekend was to stand on the same step that Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. stood on when he addressed the world with "I have a dream...." I could could imagine that space thronging with people, lives changed forever. True, it's taking a long time to fulfill that dream, but it all started from that step. I almost cried standing there imagining that day.
I Have a Dream
My third teary-eyed moment of the trip was, funnily enough, in the Library of Congress, watching the intro video before the building tour. Hearing them reinforce the idea that libraries belong to the people, that the work that goes on there is for the purpose of preserving our history in order to empower the people with knowledge, never fails to make me tear up and be proud to be part of such a noble profession.
Hard working cherubs, LOC
Lastly, my favorite thing about DC has to be the significance of the architecture. All of the buildings have significance either because of the organizations they house and the powerful work that happens within it, or because of the way they are beautifully put together. For example, the National Academy of Science (in front of which sits the Einstein statue, in the garden), houses a beautifully wood-paneled and painted rotunda. We went in on a whim to see if there were any sciency things on exhibit and came into this beautifully built space. We saw more columns than I could have imagined seeing within a twenty block radius. And what was best of all--it was all free!
Ionic!
Looking forward to returning there someday.  And also to having another reunion--such great friends!
Places we visited in DC:

DC Mormon Temple (Wow!)
Washington Monument (Our compass)
Jefferson Memorial (nice breeches)
Lincoln Memorial (My favorite place)
Vietnam War Memorial (powerful)
World War II Memorial (big)
Holocaust Museum (powerful but exhausting)
Natural History Museum (fun)
Smithsonian Castle (eh)
Smithsonian International Gallery (Jim Henson exhibit = excellent and uplifting)
Georgetown (fun but rainy and not easily accessible by public transportation from The Mall)
National Academy of Sciences/Einstein Sculpture (unexpectedly cool)
Library of Congress (gorgeous)
Capitol Building (impressive)
Botanical Gardens (beautiful)

More DC photos on Flickr.

7.08.2008

Words Words Words

Just wanted to do a plug for two movies I watched recently, probably two of the most entertaining documentaries I've ever seen:

Spellbound (first movie from the guy who directed Rocket Science) -- Did I ever tell you about the time I ALMOST won our school spelling bee? And then that smart-ass Laura went and beat me. Phooey. Good thing we're still friends. :)



Wordplay -- You have to admire people who can do the NYTimes crossword in under 3 minutes. I think that's amazing. I've never been a crossword person myself, but now I feel like I've been missing out. I do know that my Sunday is not complete without doing The Puzzle with Leanne and Will on NPR.



Oh and I love this Gary Louris song from the movie. LOVE. IT.

7.07.2008

Red, White, and Blue (but Mostly Just Red)

Whew! What a full weekend! I tell you, now that I'm done with school, I manage to stay busier than I could have possibly imagined. It's kind of tiring actually. The 4th was fun, with a trip to Bainbridge Island, back downtown to see Wall-E, and then a jaunt over to South Lake Union (via the SLUT, erm I guess it's now the South Lake Union Streetcar, but it's more fun to call it the Trolley) to catch the fireworks. Of course, during the fireworks, the group of people standing behind us were not oohing and ahhing like everyone else, but were discussing cold sores. Cold sores! Why trek all the way out and brave the crowds just to discuss bodily diseases during the big moment?


Anyway, long day Friday. And then Saturday it was up early to meet Special K for pancakes at everyone's favorite breakfast joint. We don't even call the place by name anymore, there is no other to compare. The text messages goes out as "Pancakes?" and then 10 minutes later we descend upon Ballard. Anyhoot, after pancakes we met with my Seeeester and A-B to pick strawberries up at Biringer Farm in Everett. I've never been berrypicking at all before, so you can imagine my immense glee at pulling that gorgeous ruby fruit. I felt like a kid in a candy store, they were there at every turn, glowing red and begging to be put in the basket to be made into freezer jam, tarts and shortcake. Of course, many many of them went straight into my tummy, but I don't think they minded that either.






And now I have two big jars of jam! And a few bags of frozen berries for later, and still have a big big bowl with which to make a tart or some other pretty gem. If I don't fork them all before then...



Oh happy summer!

I'm off to DC next weekend for Lady Susan's wedding (hurrah!) and site seeing with other former college roomies, Dr. C and Salmongirl K. I'm really looking forward to our little reunion, even though it's only for a couple of days. It's been about 4 years since we've all been together. And I've never been to DC, so it should be fun...really not looking forward to the humidity though. And how my hair will freak out with all that humidity.

And then more wedding fun as the summer gets on to celebrate Seeeester and A-B. It's all coming up so quickly!

6.27.2008

Agh! My favorite tv show!

Gee, thanks YouTube!

6.26.2008

Tapas and Not-Tapas in Seattle

Summer is finally here in the Emerald City (FINALLY! gosh it took a long time) and what better way to herald the arrival of the sun and a goodly dose of vitamin D than with sangria and tapas? Catching up with friends I haven't seen in awhile, I recently tried out two tapas bars and liked them both.

Txori in Belltown is a light and airy Basque-style tapas bar decorated with cute mod little bird paintings ("txori" means bird) and small tables and tiny tiny silverware so you feel like you're eating with a child's play tea set. They have a great outdoor side patio between the buildings which will be nice in the summer evenings. Their drinks are interesting and varied, from the fou-fou (I had a puesta del sol which was sweet and strong) to the homey, or you could even say it's bawdy: kalimotxo is red wine and coke mixed together with ice. Tapas are really authentic tasting, served as true one-bites, which might disappoint an American hunting for their mega-meal dinner, but is just right for having a chat and a snack. We had the sherried mushrooms (which weren't anything to wow about), the squid (inky and yummy!), the garbanzo beans, and the octopus with white beans (which came in what looked like a miniature paella pan, and was the yummiest tentacle ever!). We got there early on a Wednesday night after work and had no problem finding a table, but by 7pm it was loud and crowded. A great place for lunch or a quick stop in after work.

Ocho in Ballard is another tiny location with great little bites. In a space that used to be a hot dog corner (good riddance!), it's tiny and can easily fill up. I met a friend there at 6:30 on a Tuesday and claimed the last two bar stools. With a very very tall glass of sangria, we ate our way through chorizo with lemon, olives, and a fried egg on top (gorgeous and delicious), dates stuffed with blue cheese and wrapped in prosciutto (my favorite), fried peppers (zesty and surprisingly really tastey), and sherried mushrooms (I liked them better here than at Txori). The chorizo and egg one was fantastic. They had a good selection of vegetarian options here too, more so than at Txori. A little more Americanized than Txori's tapas though, but still very tastey. With such a tiny space though, you'll either have to come early or be willing to wait because Ocho has become one of Ballard's new favorites.

So many interesting food options cropping up in my neighborhood--the latest try was Zayda Buddy's next to Caffe Fiori. Zayda Buddy's bills itself as "pizza and bar" but what really drew us in was the existence of tator tot hot dish on the menu. We called our Minnesotan pal K, and grabbed a booth. We indulged our American tastebuds with tator tots (which were hugely crunchy and incredibly satisfying) and tuna noodle casserole and a Fanta. Doesn't get more American than that. A very loud spot though, and enough carbs to weigh you down, but probably a comforting place in the fall or winter. It's way clean and swanky and kind of pricey for tator tots though which I totally wasn't expecting from a pizza joint, but that's Ballard for you. Ballard's becoming so shi-shi even I'm starting to grit my teeth against it. Oh and our servers were incredibly unattentive, but they do have a photo of Magnum PI in the women's bathroom which made me laugh.

And l just have to throw in that last night I succumbed to the call of the best burgers in Seattle: Red Mill. I don't eat burgers very often, but when I do, I want a good one and feel guilty giving my money to the Dirty Bird (ie Red Robin), so I hie me up the hill to Phinney Ridge for a Red Mill Deluxe and onion rings. Apparently they have "one of the burgers you must try before you die" (according to Oprah). Happy times!

I've been eating out a lot lately--mostly because I've been lazy and don't want to deal with cleaning out my refrigerator which has accumulated some wrinkly produce which must be tossed. But I have mighty plans to get back into the cooking mood with hopes for enchiladas this weekend.

6.25.2008

Almost French by Sarah Turnbull

I finished reading Almost French: love and a new life in Paris by Australian ex-pat and journalist, Sarah Turnbull. It's horribly funny and insightful. She goes into great detail about the whys of the French and most especially the Parisians and even more specifically, the Parisiennes. It's interesting to consider all the intricacies of a society, its rules and regulations, its expectations and nuances. For example, the relationship between men and women, and especially between women and women in France is quite different. A girl's girlfriends are her sisters, her closest of friends in the States, Britain, and Australia. But in France there's more of a feeling of competition between women. There's really no historical separation of the sexes in its culture, no men-only clubs, no women's salons, so the genders always mix in social settings.

Another example is of course the French reverence of food and meals. Something I'm truly looking forward to during my trip. Dinner parties have lots of expectations as to the courses, the kind of food served at each course, the preparation of the table, etc.

But what was truly enjoyable about the book was the author's exploration of her adopted home, exploring gardens in the last light of the day, finding her 6 story walk-up apartment and then illegally burrowing a hole into its wall to create a window above the rooftops, navigating through Paris' high-end fashion world and most of all, adopting her utmost Parisian icon: her little Westie terrier, loved by all neighbors and strangers.

I'm loving reading about Paris and French life, just to get a better taste of what life's really like behind the 10 billion cheeses, the croissants and baguettes, the smoking, the cafes, and Impressionist paintings.

Less than 4 months!

Rocket Science

This movie thoroughly cracked me up. Great music and artfully filmed too.

6.20.2008

Sweded

If you haven't seen Be Kind Rewind yet, you ought to, it's funny and uplifting...who knew Jack Black and Mos Def could be so capable?

But really, we ought to be thanking the genius of Michel Gondry. Behold the Sweded version of the Be Kind Rewind trailer:

6.14.2008

Caved

I think I lost part of my soul today when I reactivated my Facebook profile and actually filled it in and began trolling for friends. But I feel that, as part of my job, I really ought to be more with-it on the whole social networking thing, if I'm expected to participate in decisions relating to Web 2.0 stuff at the library. I pretty much laid down over 2 hours of looking for friends, looking at groups and networks, becoming fans of various groups, and getting dizzy over the amount of time-sucking applications they have on there. It's a little frightening.

But it's also a good thing. For example, I reconnected with my best friend from when I was 5 years old. She's off traveling the world and singing on a cruise ship right now. Seriously, how many people get to say they do that for a living? I also spied a bunch of people from high school and college, and my old job (uh, yeah 6 months ago, is that "old"?) that I've lost touch with, and learned that pretty much everyone loves watching Heroes as much as I do.

I decided not to link it up with the ol' blog here though, because I like to pretend I'm fairly anonymous here. Or at least I prefer to think that way, so please don't spoil that for me if I'm totally wrong. For those of you who do know me, feel free to look me up and friend me on fb.

Oh, lordy, look at that, I already am calling it fb. Yeesh.