Re the avatars: I've discovered there's a whole subculture devoted to altering pics of Nat to give her big jugs. Must be because she's a tough
challenge or something. 
I don't think I've ever been sick with sushi (touch wood) but I guess it's always a risk. It must be expensive to run a good sushi place. There's a great Japanese restaurant near my work that I've been going to occasionally. Reasonably priced and they give you lots of excellent, fresh food, beautifully presented. I was there this week next to a table with a guy and his little daughter, and I reckon he must have ordered half the menu: enough for four adults, easy. After the waitress has gone to the kitchen he yells after her to come back and asks her to make sure the sushi doesn't have any wasabi (for the little girl). So the food starts coming out and ends up covering most of the table, including this big basket of sashimi. He sends _all_ the sashimi back, I assume because he didn't think it was fresh (the sashimi I was eating was fantastic). As I was leaving another full basket of sashimi was arriving, the little girl was already full after eating a few mouthfuls of the food and the guy was complaining to the waitress about something else. Sigh.
Talking lifestyle porn again, in this case, alcohol-related: there was piece in the Washington Post this week about unusual liqueurs: A Flowery Find That Left Us in the Dust. There's a spirit I'd like to try (not listed there) called Poire William, which is made from pears.
I made a nice, simple cocktail for my sister the other week with chambord called 'French Horn':
And you were asking about Campari? I was out for dinner and the table we reserved hadn't been cleared so the maitre d' said, 'come to the bar and have a drink on the house while you're waiting'. So I had a campari on ice and it rocked! Better than I remember from the last time I tried it.
I don't think I've ever been sick with sushi (touch wood) but I guess it's always a risk. It must be expensive to run a good sushi place. There's a great Japanese restaurant near my work that I've been going to occasionally. Reasonably priced and they give you lots of excellent, fresh food, beautifully presented. I was there this week next to a table with a guy and his little daughter, and I reckon he must have ordered half the menu: enough for four adults, easy. After the waitress has gone to the kitchen he yells after her to come back and asks her to make sure the sushi doesn't have any wasabi (for the little girl). So the food starts coming out and ends up covering most of the table, including this big basket of sashimi. He sends _all_ the sashimi back, I assume because he didn't think it was fresh (the sashimi I was eating was fantastic). As I was leaving another full basket of sashimi was arriving, the little girl was already full after eating a few mouthfuls of the food and the guy was complaining to the waitress about something else. Sigh.
Talking lifestyle porn again, in this case, alcohol-related: there was piece in the Washington Post this week about unusual liqueurs: A Flowery Find That Left Us in the Dust. There's a spirit I'd like to try (not listed there) called Poire William, which is made from pears.
I made a nice, simple cocktail for my sister the other week with chambord called 'French Horn':
It's like a cosmopolitan; a little sweet for my taste but good nonetheless and she loved it.
Stir and strain into a cordial glass. Garnish with a speared cherry, and serve.
And you were asking about Campari? I was out for dinner and the table we reserved hadn't been cleared so the maitre d' said, 'come to the bar and have a drink on the house while you're waiting'. So I had a campari on ice and it rocked! Better than I remember from the last time I tried it.
