No Chaser

$8 sandwich

I just paid eight dollars for a sandwich from Dahlia Bakery.  This is absurd, but wait ... this sandwich is heaven.

It is on a baked-today french roll, with a nice moist crumb and tender not crusty crust.  Each side is spread with a thick buttermilk dressing with fresh chives.  Then we have iceberg lettuce, yellow tomatoes, and little cut up pieces of fried chicken.  The fried chicken has an interesting spice mix that I can't quite identify, but it is juicy and flavorful and so so good.  I am eating it with an orange, and I have to say it is one of the best lunches maybe ever.

Plus, if you get it in the restaurant instead of the bakery, it is $14 although you get some watermelon too.

You can hear Tom Douglas talking about fried chicken here.

posted by: NoChaser at August 13, 2008 11:26 | link | comments (1) |

Lit Ink

Lots of people are sharing their literary tattoos on the blog Contrariwise.  I have to say I rather like the typewriter-like typefaces. 

Lots of Vonnegut, which I've never read but probably should.  Lots of Plath and Cummings, which I have read.  One person has the last lines of Ulysses, which I also thought of getting at one point, but opted for a different line from a different chapter.

Lots of nicely placed tattoos.  Some around the collarbone, which I was considering for my next one (most likely a Natalie Barney quote), but I don't love the way most of them look, except this one (which appears to be on a lovely FTM body).  So, anyway, maybe somewhere else.

And, from this site, I found Braille Tattoos.  So cool!

posted by: NoChaser at July 17, 2008 11:58 | link | comments |

I guess it's finally summer

Summer comes in fits and starts in Seattle.  You'll get some really hot weather as early as April, but the clouds and showers inevitably reinforce the fact that you still live in the Northwest. 

Last weekend was really hot, so hot I had to run through the Seattle Center fountain before I could find the energy to trudge back to the car and get on with my afternoon.  I, like the other hundreds of people in the fountain, got drenched.  And, it was so hot, that I was pretty much dry within ten minutes. 

The last few days have been saner.  70s.  A bit overcast, but still nice enough on the fourth for us to be outside around a firepit until midnight, nice enough for me to go swimming in the lake last Wednesday, nice enough to sit in the park picnicking and listening to Hawaiian music last night for several hours. 

Of all these quite summery activities, I have to say that swimming in the lake most effectively marks summer for me.  There's something really wonderful about open-water swimming, and unless you are one of those polar bear people, the only time you can really enjoy it is summer. 

I love getting super hot in the sun and then wading into the cool lake, slowly getting accustomed to the chill.  I usually wait to get the water on my chest.  It's the hardest part.  I always imagine that my heart will grow icy, and even though immersion in the cold always threatens to solidify that core organ, it never does.  My chest stays warm, my blood remains fluid, my heart keeps beating.  And, as I swim out farther and farther into the open water, my body warms up, my heart feels strong, and and I feel quite limitless.

posted by: NoChaser at July 06, 2008 12:40 | link | comments |

Currently Enjoying ...

Cotswold Double Gloucester with Chives

posted by: NoChaser at June 30, 2008 13:13 | link | comments |

Working in the Public Library

I am working in the public library today after some DSL problems.  This is a small regional branch, not the big downtown wonder, and I'm happy to say it is very busy.

For some reason, though, I have been inundated with foul-smelling young men whose odors have forced me to move seats three (seriously, three!) times.

The first could not stop farting in a small enclosed "Quiet Study" space we were sharing.  Okay, I totally understand if you accidentally let one loose, but repeatedly?  Dude, go to the bathroom or go let those things fly outside ... NOT in a small enclosed space with a stranger!  Sheesh!

The second reeked of cigarette smoke.  Again, not something that would normally bother me that much, but it was as if his clothes and body were still smoking.  To make matters worse, there were five or six other seats available in my second small, enclosed "Quiet Study" space, and he sat right next to me.  My eyes starting itching and watering almost immediately.  I once again packed my things.

So, I figured, I'll move out of the small, enclosed spaces, and I'll be fine.  But, no.   Again, with many other seats available, a guy comes and sits right next to me.  He is wearing so much cologne that not only do my eyes start itching and watering, but my nose begins to run.  I try to stick it out thinking he'll move soon, but nope.  He's in it for the long haul, and really, this is the worst of the bunch, so ... I move again. 

Now, I am sitting at the most isolated table I can find.  The closest person to me is about six feet away and is an older man.  He is not stinky at all, but he does keep sniffing madly.  Maybe he's allergic to me.

posted by: NoChaser at June 12, 2008 15:59 | link | comments (1) |

Stimulus

Heading to Vancouver with Nellicious for the long weekend and wishing my "stimulus check" would arrive so that I can spend it all in Canada.

Put that in your pipe Bush.

posted by: NoChaser at May 23, 2008 11:14 | link | comments (1) |

NYC rambling

Whenever I write or think or read those initials, I inevitably start singing the song of the same name from "Annie."  I actually like that song.  Okay, I even like that musical.

But, this is not about a lovable curly-headed moppet, her little hellion orphans buddies, or her bald sugar daddy.  No, this is about my upcoming trip.

I'm about to spend a little under a week in New York and am looking forward to visiting friends, looking at art, eating good food.  I haven't been to the city since June 1997.  I know it's changed a lot since then, but I hope to still get a whiff of some of the things I really enjoy about it.

I'll be staying near the park and hanging out at the Met and wandering over to Brooklyn.  I'll get to see Little Miss Sunshine, Planbreaker, df.

I'll also be spending time with and my two oldest friends.  I am actually amazed when I stop to think how long I have been friends with these two.  To still be friends with someone who knew you when you had pink hair and wore ripped up tights and put transistors in your earlobes is a remarkable privilege.

The truth is, while I have lots of art outings planned and am eager to walk the city, I am mainly excited about seeing my friends.  This seems a real change for me.  Yes, travel is still vital to my well-being as it art and yummy food, but somehow, my relationships have superseded other items on the list of things that thrill and sustain me.

I think that's probably a good thing.

posted by: NoChaser at May 16, 2008 14:38 | link | comments |

Bring on Spring Pasta

Last night, I made a really tasty and super easy pasta.  Here's how. 

Boil some penne and throw in bite-size pieces of asparagus at the last minute, drain.

Heat some olive oil in a pan (in this case I used the awesome new pan Nellicious gave me.  Thanks Nellie!).

Add some chopped garlic and sauté until soft.  Throw in the pasta and asparagus along with some smoked salmon and butter and flip it about in the pan for minute or two. 

Remove from heat.  Add salt, pepper and lemon juice.  Stir.  Serve.  Garnish with Asiago.

Totally satisfies your salt craving.  If you are scared of salt, you could use fresh salmon and/or not add salt or Asiago.

Sorry, no photo.  I ate it up too quickly.

posted by: NoChaser at April 30, 2008 14:42 | link | comments (2) |

Yay! Sun sighting!

Little Miss Sunshine is visiting the state of rain, and we are all so delighted to have her here. 

Last night we went out for dinner.  I wore my Volcom cords.  She was wearing full skater gear as usual.  We talked about girls.  We ordered beer.  We got carded.  It was rad.  I was stoked.

I want to congratulate my dear friend on two recent accomplishments. 

First, she just finished her Masters with a very fine thesis.  Whoop!  Girl has some brains on her.

Second, she has gone from someone who could do only about 60 sit-ups to someone who does 600 sit-ups every other effing day.  We calculated this at 22,200 sit-ups in the last two-and-a-half months.  You should see her freaking abs. 

And, I'll tell you something else.  She is now ready to kick some serious ass both physically and verbally.  Do not mess with Little Miss.  Shout!

posted by: NoChaser at April 24, 2008 11:46 | link | comments |

Two things I like

Thing One:  Good-Humored Bitching

I was reminded of the importance of including in one's life the utter joy of some really smart, funny bitching now and then.  I'm not talking about whiny commiserating or ultra-negative the-world-is-shit misanthropic ranting although I suppose these have their place. 

I am talking about what the Sandlot Poet and I got up to over good Belgian beer on Wednesday and what Random Girl and I spent much of our office hours in grad school doing.  Just a well-considered cultural, institutional, or social critique filled with hysterical insight and likely solutions, none of which will ever be enacted because, sadly, we do not run the world.

Thing Two:  Volcom Pants

My first pair of Volcom pants were purchased from a thrift store about five years ago.  They were very plain, grey duck canvas chinos that fit me perfectly.  Since then, Volcom has branched out, and I have purchased three more pairs of their pants, all of which fit me perfectly. 

The mens pants are made for slender skaterboy types and are quite stylish.  I am currently wearing my favorite pair, slate blue cords.  I heart these pants.  I also happen to love that their slogan is "Youth against Establishment."

posted by: NoChaser at April 18, 2008 14:13 | link | comments (1) |