I got off Sunday and Monday so the wife and I can celebrate our anniversary together and child free. Now we have to decide what we want to do. If we go some where we could leave saturday evening since I open that day. If we stay in town, where to eat and what to do afterward. She has a couple ideas that would be fine with me but we have no plan yet.
The work trip to Chicago is set and I think we are going to a place called Quay. It looks to be a place that does the kind of thing we are doing and I think the point is going to a place like that to see what they are doing and how. It should be interesting.quaychicago. Work has been nuts, slow but with a lot of stupid things popping up. Yesterday the exec was off and everyone got a lot of shit done. It was nice.
The girls are excited to go to Kansas. My mom is still in Hawaii. She keeps texting me kick ass pics form all over. Still no shot of Dog the Bounty Hunter but I suppose that is a good thing.
And Rest In Peace Doc Watson. A great musician and national treasure.
I used to butcher this in high school. Sad to see him go he really was a piece of living history and one of the things that is best about our country and its music and traditions.
The work trip to Chicago is set and I think we are going to a place called Quay. It looks to be a place that does the kind of thing we are doing and I think the point is going to a place like that to see what they are doing and how. It should be interesting.quaychicago. Work has been nuts, slow but with a lot of stupid things popping up. Yesterday the exec was off and everyone got a lot of shit done. It was nice.
The girls are excited to go to Kansas. My mom is still in Hawaii. She keeps texting me kick ass pics form all over. Still no shot of Dog the Bounty Hunter but I suppose that is a good thing.
And Rest In Peace Doc Watson. A great musician and national treasure.
I used to butcher this in high school. Sad to see him go he really was a piece of living history and one of the things that is best about our country and its music and traditions.
Great day out with the girls. We had breakfast pizza. We bought furniture, a bad ass chair and a 1/2 and some chairs to go with the table I had redone. Then we went to the drive in movie for a Lorax / Men in Black 3 double feature that lasted til 12:30. The girls were wiped out the Ziz fell asleep out side and Ms. Sun didn't make it to the next town before she was out. The wife had a great time and she bought some furniture she had been waiting for me to be off to buy for a while. I have monday off too so hooray for 2 days off. I will have to take some pics once the house is cleaner. Off to purve whilst the wife is in the shower. Peace SG
I should change the blog. I got off early-ish today so I am taking the girls out for dinner. That is partly because they had their last day of school, partly because I don't feel like cooking and mostly because I just spent the last hour cleaning the kitchen and I can't bring myself to fuck it all up again right now. We are also on a mission to do all the laundry in the house so I should swap out loads. I can't decide where to go eat. I need an international buffet or a cultural food fair to be going on so I can get all my flavor desires sated in one place. But really, who am I kidding, in the end the decision will not be mine. They ladies will have their way.
Someone else had something in their blog that reminded me of this guy. We used to call my eldest daughter McGuirk because she was two and a self centered pain in the ass and when she was tired and cranky she reminded us of Coach McGuirk. Now it is more a term of endearment but some times she is still a pain in the ass. I can't really bitch my kids are generally well mannered.
...and I'm spent
Someone else had something in their blog that reminded me of this guy. We used to call my eldest daughter McGuirk because she was two and a self centered pain in the ass and when she was tired and cranky she reminded us of Coach McGuirk. Now it is more a term of endearment but some times she is still a pain in the ass. I can't really bitch my kids are generally well mannered.
...and I'm spent
Yesterday blew but today was better, not a whole ton better but better. Nothing blew up at work and what I thought was the transmission fucking up on my car turned out to be something considerably cheaper. Still 300 bucks but not 2 grand. I need to get to to bed because I have to go in early tomorrow but I'm still buzzing a bit from work.
Today I had what they call a "Development Meeting" where we talk about what's going well and what sucks and what we have coming up. I am not a meeting person so it sucked and it ended up being like a performance review of me. That part was fine because they like what I do and their only complaints were that I should yell at people sometimes and that I should cook less. The exec yells shit all the time because he is a big flamboyant dude and that is what he does and also because no one takes him seriously unless he's angry because he flits around all day talking shit. I like to talk directly to the person I am talking to so I go to where they are and engage them in conversation. I don't just yell out across the kitchen. I still get my point across it is just more respectful and they respond to me quicker than him most of the time but he would not notice that because he cannot be in the same room for more than 30 seconds at a time. One odd thing is that the day I get back from my week long catering in June the boss is taking the exec and I to Chicago over night for good food and liquor. I usually spend that day sleeping but how can you pass up free awesome food and amazing wines even if it is with two crazy fuckers from work. They are fun guys and it will be a blast to go out partying with them upscale style.
HA and I have achieved my kitchen spanish nick name "Chingon" or if they need something " Super Fucking Chingon". I always get a nick name when I work with people that speak Spanish because they have a hard time saying Zach for some reason. So I am always either Chef or Chingon. At the last hotel I worked at they called me El Guayabo. Which they told me meant guava because I was big and sweet. I lucked out this time because what they call the exec when he's not around is "Big Mama" to his face they call him "super chef". I don't want to know what they call me when I'm not there.
The girls are almost out of school. Saturday we are having one of Ms. Suns friends sleep over, that will be a first for us. I am sure they will have fun. I close so it isn't like it will be much of an intrusion on me though I bet they are still up when I get home at 11. Sunday I am finally getting the wife's table back from the guy that was refinishing it. He is excited about how it turned out so I can't wait to see it.. The wife spent some of her grad money on a new wok and a new egg pan. MMMM new toys
As soon as school is over the girls go to Kansas for a week. That week is also our anniversary and I have requested the day after off which is what the wife requested. I have been squirreling away money for a bit to go out that night. Now that we could eat at work for free and it would be at one of the nicest places in town I am debating whether or not to take her there and then go blow dinner money doing something else. I'm sure she already has a plan of some kind in mind.
. I should be sleeping . Good night SG.
HA and I have achieved my kitchen spanish nick name "Chingon" or if they need something " Super Fucking Chingon". I always get a nick name when I work with people that speak Spanish because they have a hard time saying Zach for some reason. So I am always either Chef or Chingon. At the last hotel I worked at they called me El Guayabo. Which they told me meant guava because I was big and sweet. I lucked out this time because what they call the exec when he's not around is "Big Mama" to his face they call him "super chef". I don't want to know what they call me when I'm not there.
The girls are almost out of school. Saturday we are having one of Ms. Suns friends sleep over, that will be a first for us. I am sure they will have fun. I close so it isn't like it will be much of an intrusion on me though I bet they are still up when I get home at 11. Sunday I am finally getting the wife's table back from the guy that was refinishing it. He is excited about how it turned out so I can't wait to see it.. The wife spent some of her grad money on a new wok and a new egg pan. MMMM new toys
As soon as school is over the girls go to Kansas for a week. That week is also our anniversary and I have requested the day after off which is what the wife requested. I have been squirreling away money for a bit to go out that night. Now that we could eat at work for free and it would be at one of the nicest places in town I am debating whether or not to take her there and then go blow dinner money doing something else. I'm sure she already has a plan of some kind in mind.
. I should be sleeping . Good night SG.
I can't believe that I am still awake after the couple of day's I've had but here is a photo dump . It was a great weekend with work and the party and everything went well.
the food
The Wife and her tequila shot gun
The band
Me
the food
The Wife and her tequila shot gun
The band
Me
I have officially started cooking for the wife's grad party. I just threw the lamb legs into the smoker and I am getting ready to cook off the chickens for the butter chicken. I managed to get the entire band to come play which makes the wife happy and my buddy has gotten over not knowing about it til now. My mom's boy toy has prepped her yard for the party and it looks great. Now all I can do is hope that it doesn't rain. I am excited but I am so busy at work I haven't really had time to plan it all out like I should. And as soon as this weekend is through I have to start planning for the big catering we do in June because they will start calling about the menu any time now and I really want to try some different things this year.
I got off in time to catch the end of the Ziz's school program and went to her open house to see her projects and what not. I missed the singing but she was happy to show me around the school. I really try to do as many of those things as I can even though they are tedious and lame. All that crap is the same and it was the same when I did it as a child. Only a week and a half of school left. Woo hoo for the kids.
I got off in time to catch the end of the Ziz's school program and went to her open house to see her projects and what not. I missed the singing but she was happy to show me around the school. I really try to do as many of those things as I can even though they are tedious and lame. All that crap is the same and it was the same when I did it as a child. Only a week and a half of school left. Woo hoo for the kids.
So today I added to what is no doubt a long list of things that I have in common with Jessica Simpson when I Cooked breakfast for Tony Romo. Ha it couldn't have been Jay Cutler had to be Romo.
I got a friday off. It is a bit of a waste because the girls are leaving for the weekend but I just found out that one of our good friends is coming to town tonight and staying for a week or two. He lives in Columbia and is going to be living there for three years. He is state side trying to see as many people as he can before he goes back down there. He is an amazing harmonica player and great all around musician so hopefully we will get to pick while he is here. He is a good friend of the wife as well, though we met him at totally different times and not as a couple. A lot of our mutual friends are like that.
This work week has been mercifully slow but next week looks like a real pain in the ass plus Mother's day. My mom made reservations for Mother's Day at my place. This will be the first time she has eaten there. She is bringing my aunt and my grandfather which should be interesting. My grandfather can't see or hear but he is very interested in what I do these days for some reason. He has never been a supporter of my cooking for a living and always told me that I chose a hard life. He was a mortician and ambulance driver when he was my age so he doesn't really have much room to talk as far as I'm concerned. So I am excited to feed him and let him taste what I do and he is excited to come and we just won't tell him it's $30 bucks a person so he doesn't have a heart attack there in the dining room.
We have all been feverishly cleaning for the onslaught of graduation company. I taught the girls to fold clothes (passably, not great but good enough for them because they always tear through the drawer looking for something and fuck it all up any way) and so they did five baskets with little whining and only the vague promise of pizza I was already planning on ordering. Today I snaked two drains blah that shit is nasty. Then I bleached and cleaned the bathroom. I am almost to the last load of laundry though that hasn't happened in a while. I cut the crap out of my finger at work the other day and on my knife holding hand for a change not a great change but something new I suppose. I always get hurt worse when I am pissy and try to force something and that is what happened this time. I was cutting steaks out of a sirloin and when I was breaking it down I hit tough spot of fat and rather than pause and try to work around it figured I 'd just give it a shot with a little more umph and slid my finger off the handle on to the blade instead. A stupid little cut on the joint but pretty deep. It has knit for now but I am trying like hell not to pop it open again because it bled like a son of a bitch the first time.
Well I need to get back to my cleaning and what not. Peace out SG.
This work week has been mercifully slow but next week looks like a real pain in the ass plus Mother's day. My mom made reservations for Mother's Day at my place. This will be the first time she has eaten there. She is bringing my aunt and my grandfather which should be interesting. My grandfather can't see or hear but he is very interested in what I do these days for some reason. He has never been a supporter of my cooking for a living and always told me that I chose a hard life. He was a mortician and ambulance driver when he was my age so he doesn't really have much room to talk as far as I'm concerned. So I am excited to feed him and let him taste what I do and he is excited to come and we just won't tell him it's $30 bucks a person so he doesn't have a heart attack there in the dining room.
We have all been feverishly cleaning for the onslaught of graduation company. I taught the girls to fold clothes (passably, not great but good enough for them because they always tear through the drawer looking for something and fuck it all up any way) and so they did five baskets with little whining and only the vague promise of pizza I was already planning on ordering. Today I snaked two drains blah that shit is nasty. Then I bleached and cleaned the bathroom. I am almost to the last load of laundry though that hasn't happened in a while. I cut the crap out of my finger at work the other day and on my knife holding hand for a change not a great change but something new I suppose. I always get hurt worse when I am pissy and try to force something and that is what happened this time. I was cutting steaks out of a sirloin and when I was breaking it down I hit tough spot of fat and rather than pause and try to work around it figured I 'd just give it a shot with a little more umph and slid my finger off the handle on to the blade instead. A stupid little cut on the joint but pretty deep. It has knit for now but I am trying like hell not to pop it open again because it bled like a son of a bitch the first time.
Well I need to get back to my cleaning and what not. Peace out SG.
