burbs

January 17, 2011 1 comment

Today was spent huddled under the sheets, Vicks, Dayquil, Nyquil and a glass of water at close proximity to the bed. I also checked out realty postings online, and decided that if I were to buy a house, it would be somewhere in the suburbs. As much as I love living in Chicago, it’s hella expensive here.

I had a conversation about this with my friend Ken over the weekend. He said that the only reason we city dwellers would most likely consider moving to the suburbs is if we have kids, dogs, and the only goal we have in life is to send them to proper schools (the kids, not the dogs). We both agreed to the fact that the sounds of the city (police cars, ambulance sirens, people cursing at each other outside our windows) make us feel at home. And those, we will never find in the ‘burbs.

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Tugs tugs tugs

Two more days til my GRE exam and some dope sounds like thiiiiis courtesy of my cousin DJ Markyboy:

Farfalle with eggplant and mushrooms

 

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Driving in the Winter Not-So-Wonderful Chicagoland

Driving whilst snow is falling heavily proved to be terrifying. It was my first experience driving through a snow storm and getting my windshield rid of ice. My mini must have looked like a cute snow plow. There weren’t that many cars around the streets. But I must have passed by at least a couple of accidents on the road. I hope the weather gets better in the coming days. But alas, weather forecasts tell me I’m about to be disappointed.

On a more positive note, me and my friend Jason did our Christmas shopping during the weekend. And we found this adorable cellphone holder:

I’m just glad that it’s almost Christmas already, my favorite holiday of the year. Until then, I’m to crank my heater up, stay indoors and drink mugs of delicious hot chocolate.

Categories: Rants

AgileTek Photography Club and our new Studio (aka my old office)

And yes, Max and I modeled in front of Jakub’s camera with great panache.

Categories: Photo Trips

Italian soda!

Italian Soda

One of the coffeeshops in my neighborhood got me hooked to Italian sodas. I was spending way too much money on this addiction, so I decided to save a lil moolah by making it at home.

Sparkling water + syrup = healthier alternative to Coke.

I like mixing different beverages with Torani. I have the Pumpkin Spice, White Chocolate and Strawberry ones. The first two, I usually mix with my french pressed morning coffee, the latter with sodas.

Categories: Food

Chicken with 40 cloves of garlic

Our project manager let us go home early one Friday, so I decided to come visit my Mom in the burbs. At the time, she was watching Alton Brown’s Good Eats. Garlic was the featured ingredient and he was baking chicken with 40 cloves of garlic and olive oil with thyme. Here’s my version of the recipe:

Vampires won't dare eat this dish

You’ll need 40 cloves of garlic (AB made his with whole cloves, I minced mine), five chicken drumsticks, half a cup of olive oil, thyme, salt and pepper.

Season the drumsticks with salt and pepper and lightly fry until they are golden brown. Pre-heat the oven to 350 degrees. Place the drumsticks into an oven safe pan/pyrex dish/whathaveyou, along with the olive oil and minced garlic. Sprinkle with thyme and cover with foil. Let this sit in the oven for an hour and a half, afterwhich you should turn the oven off and leave the chicken to rest there for five more minutes.

Spread the minced garlic on french brioche. Dee-lish.

Categories: Food

The closest I can get to being in Hawaii

NOT a toy guitar

I’ve had this ukulele for a few months now, and though it could not screech like my Fender, it’s most certainly fun to play. I’m not posting a video because 1) that’s not my thing, 2) I have no plans of annihilating the entire human populace at this moment, and 3) I’m really shy. Ukulele is so much easier to play compared to a guitar. So for anyone who wants to play a stringed instrument, get a Lanikai/Makala soprano ukulele. You should be able to strum a few songs in no time.

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