Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Down with the sickness...

I'm sort of a germ-a-phobe. I'm not too crazy, but I have no problem washing my hands before eating and using Purell after filling up my car with gas. So when I do get sick, it's like a loss in my stats book. I caught a fucking cold! So currently, I'm down by three this year. I usually only get sick at the most once or twice a year. So this blows. It's a bad season for this home team.

So what do I do besides sit at home hopped up on multi-vitamin pills and vitamin C tabs? I catch up on TV shows I never keep up with and surf YouTube!

I'm all caught up on Sons of Anarchy, Chuck, How I Met Your Mother, The Big Bang Theory, and Community. I still have to get done with Eastbound and Down and Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

I found this amazing, most-majestic, dumbdiculously ("dumbdiculous" My newly invented word. Feel free to use it and spread the genius into the world. And please refer the roots of it back to my blog.), SEXY video of my future wife, Alison Brie ("Annie" from NBC's Community). The video doesn't have to make much sense when it makes my pants as tight as they become while watching it. Enjoy!

And what else... I watch and browse through a whole bunch of snowboarding stuff. The season is almost here! I can't wait to get some runs in. TJ Schneider's blog is firing back up and he came out with a kick ass, appetite-wetting teaser for this season. He's a pro snowboarder and a VERY talented artist. Take a look at his blog and work HERE.

I need to shake this cold before the weekend. I have drinks to drink with people and places to be!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Man Food #1 - Makin' do... with clams...

I am a man. I cook for myself. I eat man food.

Now -- I'd like to consider myself a modern man. A man that cooks for himself and eats well. A man that takes care of his own home and himself. It's the ideal now, is it not? Personally, I don't even think the "ideal" should exist. I think being able to take care of yourself completely is what constitutes being a "man" in the first place.

Cooking. I like cooking. I'm even beginning to love it and I want to get better at it. I have a decent palette and some creativity and it usually gets me by. My Men's Health magazine cookbook -- a binder I have filled with recipes accumulated from 5 years worth of subscription, helps out too (Each issue usually has 3-5 recipes). I find that more often than not, I'll open my refrigerator and I'll make do with whatever I have and whip something up... like a fucking man.

I went home last weekend to do laundry like I usually do and my Aunt tells me she bought me a whole bag of clams... Why? No reason. She just said they had a great deal at Costco so she grabbed them. Now when I look into my freezer, I see my two rib-eye steaks, two sea bass filets, a quart of ice cream, 3 frosty beer mugs, and now this ginormous bag of clams.

I put a dent in the bag tonight. Here's what I made:

Clam/Chorizo Hobo Packs:
This particular "hobo pack" (just a tin foil pack of food that you toss on the grill like a fucking man) was a recipe in Men's Health. I just took it and whipped up my own version and made do with what I had -- like a fucking... you get it. I didn't have Chorizo, but I did have Polish Keilbasa sausage that I was going to use to make my friend's recipe for a Hungarian-stew-potato pot thingy, but like a man, I said "Fuck that!" and used it to make this instead.

What I made-do with (Makes 2 packs):
-Ginormous bag of clams. I used 20.
-4 cloves garlic - crushed
-half of a white onion - diced
-2 "stalks"? of green onion - chopped
-2 tbsp of butter
-basil flakes
-Rolling Rock beer
-Keilbasa sausage
-tin foil
-baby green salad
-mashed potatoes

I did the usual, soaked and cleaned the clams, chopped up the ingredients, and had a beer while I was at it.

Step by step:


I fucking chopped these like a man.

As a man, I didn't like chopping the sausage.

Make an aluminum foil pouch and toss in 10 clams - like a man. I'm serious, TOSS, don't daintily place.

Toss in everything else. I tossed in 1 tbsp of butter, 2 cloves of crushed garlic, salt, pepper, the sausage, and the onions. After everything, pour in some beer! Close up the pouch tightly!

Now, like a man, throw the pouches as hard as you can on the grill! No, just kidding. Just gently place them on the grill. Don't let the pouch rip thus letting all the beer leak out -- PARTY FOUL. I left mine on the grill for 10 minutes on high heat with the cover closed. Clams came out perfectly cooked. It probably varies for everyone 10-15 minutes.

The recipe originally calls for the pouch to have cubes of raw potato in there with it all. But I had a container of mashed potatoes from Gelson's market so yeah. As for the baby green salad, I like to do the good ol' olive oil and balsamic toss.

This is what it looks like when it's done and a man is about to eat it. Enjoy with the rest of the beer.

All in all, it was pretty awesome. I do however see why the recipe calls for Chorizo sausage. It was missing a bit of spice, a bit of MANLY kick. Chorizo would've brought it home. Keilbasa is just way too mild and mellow. For the second pouch, I used white wine instead of beer and it actually turned out better. It had a sweeter aftertaste. I'd also recommend squeezing the lemon wedge into the pouch BEFORE cooking. It balances it all out better that way.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

No touchy-touchy... BRO...

I went out to a couple places for drinks this weekend with an old friend. We checked out a couple places in West Hollywood called The Surly Goat and Bar Lubitsch. The Surly Goat is a pretty cool beer bar. I like craft beers so naturally, I liked their selection. It was a good sized crowd too. To me though, it's more of a hang-out bar, like a place to go to on a weekday. I've been meaning to check out Bar Lubitsch forever now, I just never got around to doing it. It's pretty cool. Packed full of people, but a good looking crowd. My circle of friends have all been trying to find new places to hang out lately. Our tastes have gotten a bit more refined I guess. All the usual places just aren't that fun anymore and getting old. I think I'll be coming back to Bar Lubitsch more often though.

The Touchy-Touchy...
I like places with a good amount of people, but when it's way too crowded with people packed into every open space, it blows. And I hate when there's a constant stream of people squeezing through and they get all up in yo personal space and shit yo. The ladies squeezin' through I don't mind all that much for obvious reasons, but when dudes come rambling through all macho-like, it irritates the shit out of me. It's like, "Bro/Dude/D-Bag, just lightly tap me on the shoulder and say 'Excue meh' and I'll make some room for you broski". And guys, please don't do the following:

1. Letting your hand linger on my shoulder longer than necessary
2. The surprisingly thorough shoulder squeeze/massage
3. The lingering two hand squeeze on both sides of my fucking waist.

Don't do the third one -- Ever, actually. It's not cool.

I see your plight ladies. We dudes are fucking gross.

But girls, move #3 is totally okay for you to do to guys, but don't be surprised if we start hitting on you.

Sunday, October 3, 2010

New home...

I moved into my new place in mid-August. It's pretty fuckin' sweet having my own place. You wouldn't think so, but it's a lot less stressful than living at home for some reason. Granted that I was already on my own at home and for the most part, doing my own thing the whole time, but still... There's just something that's refreshing and freeing about having a space to call your own. I'm pretty much settled in and I'm 90% through making the space my own with some posters and snowboards mounted on the walls. I love it.

It's a studio apartment, so there's not much space to work with, but I like it. It's all I really need. Here's a look:

I was actually afraid I might get lonely living out in the valley, away from central Los Angeles, my friends, and being alone. But after these couple of months, I'm totally fine. I actually enjoy the solitude during the week, and the trips down to LA over the weekend to see friends/family. The solitude has actually made me more productive. No distractions. It haven't been lonely at all.. I think me being busy with school and the routine of life in general helps with that too. Life's been good.

More later.