No more teachers, no more books!

This semester has been tough: lots of reading assignments of dubious quality, rambling three hour lectures, and an actual term paper…with footnotes. Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve formatted footnotes?

Now that I have a moment or two, I thought an update on the past 4 months might be in order. Posts will recipes will come later. So, what kind of non-recipe things have I been up to?

I went to my first food writing conference!

My friend, Erin (at A Girl and her Mutt), goes to these sorts of things all the time. Every once in a while, she invites me along.  But, I’ve always got some sort of worth thing getting in the way.  This time, Erin wasn’t going…but I could!  So, Jerry and I packed up the Subaru and drove out to upstate New York.  I attended the conference during the day and he joined us at night for the Three Pig Roast.  (Which, frankly, seemed to only include three dishes made from one pig.  We were robbed!)

Conference morning was breezy and brisk…which was a real shame because I was wearing a short sleeved shirt and capris.  Brrr!

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Don’t ask me what’s going on with that mural…I have no idea.

The afternoon wasn’t much warmer, but the pig roast was spectacular! We ate lots of pork, drank spicy cocktails made with mezcal, and I even tried a chili-lime cockroach. Eeek!

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Road Trip!

The next morning, Jerry and I went into full road trip mode. First up, Chief Schenevus Restaurant in Schenevus, NY (where else?) The food was amazing, the service was super friendly, and Jerry almost got himself a t-shirt! An excellent start!

Then, we went on to the Baseball Hall of Fame. I had never been…which is just one of the many ways in which I’m a bad, bad sports reporter.

On the way home we stopped at the Munich Haus in Chicopee.  We’ve been wanting to make it out there for a while, but I’m glad we waited.  Their brand new Beer Garden had just opened up, and it was fantastic.  Such a fun place to sit at the bar and have some snacks…and you know how we feel about snacks!

I “covered” a hurricane!

This might be the most ridiculous thing I’ve done in the past four months.  Down in NYC and New Jersey, Hurricane Sandy was devastating.  Up here in Massachusetts?  Not so much.  My bosses sent me to Scituate (usually a beautiful little seaside town) to reporte on the hurricane.  Did I mention that I’m a sports reporter?  Yeah.  Luckily, the storm wasn’t a big deal..even in Scituate.

Those "big" storm waves look pretty puny after growing up in Southern California.

Those “big” storm waves look pretty puny after growing up in Southern California.

We attended two weddings!

A while back, I came across this infographic about hipster weddings.  You might want to reference it a bit during the following post.

Wedding #1 (i.e. the non-hipster wedding.)

Joe and Andrea were married at the Chapel at Boston College.  The setting was beautiful, the couple was radient, and I managed to avoid embarrassing myself during the up-down, stand-sit-kneel of a full Catholic mass wedding ceremony.

I had to bust out the 8 pic collage for this one!

I had to bust out the 8 pic collage for this one!

Joe and Andrea are some of the most thoughtful people I know. Jerry and I had been considering going to New Orleans for a conference, but decided not to go because we didn’t want airline delays to make us miss the wedding. I mentioned it to Andrea…casually…once. But, despite having 200 guests, many from Germany, to wrangle and please, this couple still managed to remember to put Mardi Gras beads at our table for us. So lovely!

Oh, and we even got to go home with a photo of us…in Germany!

Okay, we're really just standing in front of a green screen in Boston, but you gotta admit, it looks pretty good!

Okay, we’re really just standing in front of a green screen in Boston, but you gotta admit, it looks pretty good!

Wedding #2 (a.k.a. the hipster wedding!)

I feel bad, because I apparently wasn’t in a photo-snapping mood at the hipster wedding of my co-worker John and the always-awesome Gretchen. Don’t think that my lack of photo taking has any bearing on the quality of the event. The tables were marked with old-school pro wrestling photos. Oh my! And, the ceremony was funny and heartwarming, with vows that I can only describe as being Mad Libs inspired.

Did I get pictures of any of that? No. This is all I got.

Super blurry, mostly blurry, and me with my mouth open.  But, at least Jerry looks great!

Super blurry, mostly blurry, and me with my mouth open. But, at least Jerry looks great!

We tested olive oil..and enjoyed Christie’s fabulous cooking!

Every once in a while, my friend Christie has the girls over for brunch. While we’re there, conversations like these tend to happen.

Christie, what are you going to do with all that dough?

Christie, what are you going to do with all that dough?

I'm going to fry it, of course!

I’m going to fry it, of course!

This particular brunch was actually an olive oil testing. Christie is an expert in olive oil. So, she brought out some of her favorites, arranged them in a logical–and tasty–tasting order, and showed us some of the many fantastic things she does with it.

I never thought I'd sip olive oil from a spoon.  Clearly, I need to develop a better imagination!

I never thought I’d sip olive oil from a spoon. Clearly, I need to develop a better imagination!

We celebrated Christmas…at Fenway Park!

Jerry and his friend John have been attending this event for years, every time they’re lucky enough to win tickets.  You can’t pay to get in.  It’s a raffle and the lucky winners get to browse the Great Fenway Park Yard Sale, tour the clubhouse, and buy tickets on the first day they’re available. Let’s face it…it’s all about buying those tickets!

Look...it's snowing!

Look…it’s snowing!

I bounced along to the modern day Andrews Sisters!

Yeah, yeah, I’ve done a lot of other things in the last four months, and I bet you’re pretty glad I’m not telling you about all of them. This post has gotten massive! But, I’ll leave you with my activities from last night. My friend Andrea (the new Mrs!) and her friend Andrea (spelled the same, pronounced differently!) were going to Hartman’s Herb Farm to see the singing group Harmony 421.

We got a little lost on our way to the farm.  Once we arrived, we knew it was going to be a beautiful evening.

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The food was great, the mulled cider was warm, and the singing was beautiful. Harmony 421 is made up of three sisters who’ve been singing Andrews sisters songs since before they were ten! They’re a lot of fun to watch, even when they’re performing songs they’ve clearly barely practiced. A fun night was had by all!

Oooh...do you recognize the new Mrs?

Oooh…do you recognize the new Mrs?

I apologize for the length of this silly post. I’ll try to be much better about timely updates in the months to come. Luckily, my next class doesn’t start until late January. Even better? It’s all about wine. Whoo Hooo!

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