Anyone for a nightcap?

[rida]

I'm having an afternoon drink of kiwi smoothie. Nothing alcoholic for me because of the painkillers I'm on at the moment, but I thought I'd join your nightcap anyways.

I'm bored out of my mind - not being able to move without pain, I'm not exactly enjoying my sick leave.

Yeah!
Sick leaves are fun only when you are not sick.

Hope you get to feel less pain soon!

yay! cin cin Rida

whats the nonnino bit? I know grappa....

Spelled wrong! Should have been Nonino. A very famous distillery.
http://www.nonino.it/main_ok.html

Although I realized I prefer the Alexander
http://www.alexander.it/en/articolo.php?id=1049

or Fratelli Berlucchi's grappa (they don't have a site up yet)

 

[intothewoods]

Between the recent poop thread and the bug thread, you bitches are seriously testing me.

In better news, I have to say I outdid myself in the cooking department today. The man is very happy.

 

[rosco rathbone]

What did you make.

 

[intothewoods]

Local sustainable pork spareribs. Jewess of the year here. I gave them a spice rub, slow-cooked them for about 3 hours, basted them with my own bbq sauce and then grilled them for a few minutes on each side.

 

[rosco rathbone]

dag.


I wish I could grill here, but I am in an apartment unit.

 

[CutieMouse]

I believe I shall imbibe copious amounts of wine this evening... ye gods but I hate working with women.

 

[Keroin]

I believe I shall imbibe copious amounts of wine this evening... ye gods but I hate working with women.

Shall I revive the "Women...ugh" thread so that you may vent?

 

[rosco rathbone]

I believe I shall imbibe copious amounts of wine this evening... ye gods but I hate working with women.

Winebibber.

 

[CutieMouse]

Shall I revive the "Women...ugh" thread so that you may vent?

I just got invited to have wine with one of the few people I work with who is still being nice to me; I think I might eventually blog all the stress out, as it's far too much to deal with in a post to an online forum.

Reader's Digest Version:

A co-worker friendship failed for some random reason (I still have no clue what went wrong).
Then I started getting "cut" socially (as in interrupting me mid-sentence like I wasn't there).
Then rumors (about me) started getting circulated.
Then more social outcast BS.
More rumors (mostly that I spy on co-workers and tattle on them with the intent to get them fired).
More social cutting.

And today I find out from my manager that co-workers are telling her that when she isn't there I slack off, and hang out in the back on my iPone instead of doing my job. Her opinion is that as her hardest, most consistent worker, who tends to own her shit - people are A) watching me like a hawk to use any flaw in my work ethic as a "chip" to get out of screwing up, themselves, and B) watching for me to screw up because they want to bring me down a peg or something. Her advice? Be mindful; stay strong.

So now on top of being somewhat isolated at work (in a shop of only 11 staff), I have the pressure of having an even higher work ethic than I already do (which is really.fucking.high.), and being perfect. Just so the people who float by making the same $ I do won't have anything to say about me. Whee.

 

[Keroin]

I just got invited to have wine with one of the few people I work with who is still being nice to me; I think I might eventually blog all the stress out, as it's far too much to deal with in a post to an online forum.

Reader's Digest Version:

A co-worker friendship failed for some random reason (I still have no clue what went wrong).
Then I started getting "cut" socially (as in interrupting me mid-sentence like I wasn't there).
Then rumors (about me) started getting circulated.
Then more social outcast BS.
More rumors (mostly that I spy on co-workers and tattle on them with the intent to get them fired).
More social cutting.

And today I find out from my manager that co-workers are telling her that when she isn't there I slack off, and hang out in the back on my iPone instead of doing my job. Her opinion is that as her hardest, most consistent worker, who tends to own her shit - people are A) watching me like a hawk to use any flaw in my work ethic as a "chip" to get out of screwing up, themselves, and B) watching for me to screw up because they want to bring me down a peg or something. Her advice? Be mindful; stay strong.

So now on top of being somewhat isolated at work (in a shop of only 11 staff), I have the pressure of having an even higher work ethic than I already do (which is really.fucking.high.), and being perfect. Just so the people who float by making the same $ I do won't have anything to say about me. Whee.

Blech.

Wow, I'll have an extra drink for you tonight, CM. That sucks like a Hoover.

 

[intothewoods]

dag.


I wish I could grill here, but I am in an apartment unit.

Well, the idea is to slow cook and then grill briefly. You could just broil it at the end. Will still taste really good.

 

[midwestyankee]

I believe I shall imbibe copious amounts of wine this evening... ye gods but I hate working with women.

Hmmm...

I've been looking to make a bit of a change in my work life. I work hard and have the stamina to put in very long days. I love working with women and have a demeanor with women that is at once kind and forceful. Sensitive hands, a great ear for spoken nuance, and a winning smile.

How do I apply?

 

[midwestyankee]

Local sustainable pork spareribs. Jewess of the year here. I gave them a spice rub, slow-cooked them for about 3 hours, basted them with my own bbq sauce and then grilled them for a few minutes on each side.

Soon you'll be ready for The Next Food Network Star!

Sounds great. Any willingness to divulge what you put into the rub?

 

[intothewoods]

Soon you'll be ready for The Next Food Network Star!

Sounds great. Any willingness to divulge what you put into the rub?

Ha, I wish. I've atually been fantasizing recently about opening a business that involves food, but I wouldn't be cooking.

The recipe is, from all places, Real Simple. The barbecue sauce for the end is very, very basic, but decent. There are more creative options on epicurious.

I also used the rub for some pork belly that I got. I also got pork back fat which I rendered for future cooking. I'm a huge fan of cooking greens in pork lard, provided the pig was sustainably raised. It was sort of a porkalicious orgy yesterday. All from local farms.

 

[gypsy*seer]

Rex Goliath Pinot Noir..

(it IS my day off.... Gotta love good, cheap wine!)

 

[midwestyankee]

Rex Goliath Pinot Noir..

(it IS my day off.... Gotta love good, cheap wine!)

Nice cock there, too.

 

[DeepGreenEyes]

I just got invited to have wine with one of the few people I work with who is still being nice to me; I think I might eventually blog all the stress out, as it's far too much to deal with in a post to an online forum.

Reader's Digest Version:

A co-worker friendship failed for some random reason (I still have no clue what went wrong).
Then I started getting "cut" socially (as in interrupting me mid-sentence like I wasn't there).
Then rumors (about me) started getting circulated.
Then more social outcast BS.
More rumors (mostly that I spy on co-workers and tattle on them with the intent to get them fired).
More social cutting.

And today I find out from my manager that co-workers are telling her that when she isn't there I slack off, and hang out in the back on my iPone instead of doing my job. Her opinion is that as her hardest, most consistent worker, who tends to own her shit - people are A) watching me like a hawk to use any flaw in my work ethic as a "chip" to get out of screwing up, themselves, and B) watching for me to screw up because they want to bring me down a peg or something. Her advice? Be mindful; stay strong.

So now on top of being somewhat isolated at work (in a shop of only 11 staff), I have the pressure of having an even higher work ethic than I already do (which is really.fucking.high.), and being perfect. Just so the people who float by making the same $ I do won't have anything to say about me. Whee.

Well, I'm sorry to hear this. I'm glad, at least, that your manager isn't buying their bullshit.

 

[Keroin]

After I get back from tennis tonight, I'm going to drink some very yummy Cazadores anejo tequila and dance to this song

CM, come on, I know you want to dance to it too!

 

[gypsy*seer]

After I get back from tennis tonight, I'm going to drink some very yummy Cazadores anejo tequila and dance to this song

CM, come on, I know you want to dance to it too!

*getting out my half-finger lace gloves and dancin' *

*snap fingers, beat, beat, snap fingers*...ROFL!!


Thanks, K! I needed that!

 

[gypsy*seer]

Nice cock there, too.

Why, thank you, I think....

 

[CutieMouse]

I found the coolest cookbook on the planet at the library on Monday - The Pleasures of Cooking For One. Ohhhh the coolness! I read the entire thing (recipes and all) yesterday afternoon, and when I got home from [another difficult day at] work this evening, I whipped up steamed eggs in a bed of sauteed spinach, garlic and mushrooms. A glass of wine, a good meal, and a great book (need to update the reading list... darn!), and I actually managed to relax... kind of.

 

[CutieMouse]

Llano Riesling. Lots and lots of Llao Riesling.

Today was adventure day; the short ones and I drove over to Ft. Worth* to see an exhibit on da Vinci - 60 hand crafted wooden models of his inventions, most of them interactive. Then the dinosaur dig, the dinosaur lab, the water works, the 4D amusement ride about the Barnett Shale, the children's museum (under 8 years old), and the history wing.

Then we drove home, the kids went home, and I'm blissfully alone in the house for the next week. I hardly know what to do with myself...

* And I only got lost three times!

 

[Netzach]

Something called a dirty little geisha by the bar making it - warm sake and plum wine, both cheap.

I have mackerel caught in my teeth.

Good eats.

 

[CutieMouse]

Something called a dirty little geisha by the bar making it - warm sake and plum wine, both cheap.

I have mackerel caught in my teeth.

Good eats.

The name alone makes me want one!

 

[CutieMouse]

The last of last night's Riesling, then a glass of Pinot Grigio... and Yanks, your business advice is continuing to kick ass.