In exciting personal news, the boy surprised me with a date night jazz show...to see Bernie Williams, one of my favorite former Yankee players and his jazz band at Anthology in SD.
It was an amazing show, I had no idea he had such talent and was de-stressing from games by jamming away and making such beautiful music.
Take me out to the ballgame was an incredibly touching rendition, and the crowd threw in "Route route route for the Yankees" at all the right times.
Made me miss my friday night season ticket crew, our nosebleed "First Row Upper Awning " Shielded-From-Rain seats, the marlboro man and his shaggy mullet, yeunglings at stan's, and Bernie coming through with some clutch hit.
Cheers to Bernie on his new career! He graciously lingered forever signing cds and chatting with the crowd, which was much appreciated, as i'm sure he was beyond ready to head home.
Please go see him if he comes to your city...I think he'll be known for music instead of baseball pretty soon.
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Am finally catching my breath after last week's Thanksgiving marathon. Had never roasted a turkey before so we decided to have practice Thanksgiving last Monday night so I could try out my new recipes and attempt to cook a large bird for a few friends without ruining everyone's meal on the big day. It was definitely a learning experience.
I was not at all prepared for the waterfall of blood and turkey juices that gushed out as I removed her wrapper, or the nastiness I'd find tucked inside our pretty little lady.
For some reason, I was under the impression that giblets and necks came in a tidy little bag tied neatly with a bow. Not the case apparently. But she gave her life for us, and so I will attempt to make soup out of her spare body parts, and I am thankful that when cooked, she came out beautifully. And so did her sister a few days later... I made a second feast for Mom's visit on the official day. I'll get around to posting my recipes on that food blog I occasionally update. But in the meantime, if you're going to buy a turkey, go find yourself a fresh Diestel one. They were definitely worth all the hype. (And are cheaper at Siesel's / Iowa Meat Farms than Whole Foods)
But I digress. The real reason for my post is to share another one of Martha's gems that arrived in my inbox last week. In case you were wondering how to dress the baby for Thanksgiving. Or needed a centerpiece.
If you missed my last Martha costume post, click here... Oh Martha
Hope you all had fabulous meals with friends and family. And did not eat your children.
Also wanted to thank SYTYCD, which I have gotten sucked into this season for using one of my favorite songs from earlier in the year. It's a great chick anthem by Melanie Fiona, Give It To Me Right. So click play and get up and dance. Or in this case, strut sultrily, and perhaps crawl. It's good for the soul. And the video makes me look forward to heading back to NYC next week.
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