Now this is my kind of Saturday night.
First, I tried out a new recipe for homemade meatballs that included...
BACON.
I crowd-sourced on Twitter for suggestions (thank you to everyone who sent one over!) and ended up going with a slightly modified version of Martha Stewart's Mini Meatballs:
When I was a little girl, my parents and I rode the motorcycles up to Bear Mountain all the time, but I haven't been in years and years (other than for a wedding at the Overlook Lodge a couple of years ago, memorable both because it was a beautiful wedding and because it was the site of my terrible, horrible eye incident). I have all sorts of memories of my dad and I rolling down the big hill like logs and playing Aerobie (remember those?!) on the lawn, and have been wanting to take Kendrick and Indy there for awhile now.
If you're in the NYC area, I highly recommend giving Bear Mountain a try for a day trip: it's only about 45 minutes outside the city, is an absolutely spectacular drive in the fall, and is right next to Cold Spring (another of my favorite day trip towns), so you can hit up both in one go.
I was once asked who my "style icon" was, and after a bunch of waffling - I'd never been asked that before, and my instant reaction was to say "Audrey Hepburn", because despite the fact that there are few people on the planet whose style resembles mine less, she seems to sort of be a de facto icon - I landed on Kate Hudson.
But you know who it really is?
Hm.
OK, so I think I might have done something wrong here.
It's pretty likely, actually, mostly because while this is a preparation (baked chicken over vegetables) that I do often, I've never ventured into yogurt-marinating territory before. It sounds great; I've just never thought to try it. And so when reader Mary suggested a twist on my Skillet Chicken And Potatoes incorporating a yogurt, lemon juice and garlic marinade, I thought: YES.
Alright, this combo - discovered at an ice cream truck in San Francisco with Morgan - is really good.
And when you serve it to guests they will give you strange looks - ice cream with salt, maybe, but ice cream with salt and olive oil? Weird - and then they will eat it all, because it is amazing.
One caveat: while I'm usually in favor of corner-cutting in terms of ingredient fanciness, this is not the place to break out the bargain-bin ice cream or Costco olive oil. Go for the good stuff (including excellent-quality, large-flake sea salt); it's worth it.
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You may have noticed that I have a slight thing for faux animal heads. And for gold. And sometimes, in a perfect storm of odd home décor choices, those two obsessions come together into an item so exactly me that I might as well tattoo it onto the center of my forehead.
(Come on. You love it too.)
The gloriousness pictured above is part of a collection I put together on eBay called Walk On The Wild Side, which also features antler-rimmed mirrors, faux sheepskin throws, and a white resin elephant head. I would decorate my entire house this way if I could, and if this choice wouldn’t likely send Kendrick fleeing into the woods to live with someone who doesn’t think that gazing at a glitter moose head is a nice way to spend an evening.
Q. Is there a piercing parlor in the city or surrounding area you'd recommend, or a place where I can find a stud like yours?
A. Unfortunately I don't know of any great places in Westchester - the one I went to in Tarrytown was eh; all they had were basic silver hoops with little balls on them. I do know of a tattoo parlor in the city, Addiction NYC, that does excellent work - my mom, Kendrick and I all have tattoos from there - so presumably they're good with piercings as well?
