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Friday, March 9, 2012

Mish Mash.

I had a few ideas for blog topics this morning, and since I can't decide which one to run with, I'm going to run with all three of them. I guess I could call it a Things I'm Into Right Now but Mish Mash is looking cuter and cuter the longer it stays up there in the subject field.

Being Human (U.K. version)




My dear friend Caryn has been recommending, and recommending, and recommending this show to me so finally, last night, since pbs.com has THE SLOWEST PLAYER (ok, so maybe our Qwest internet connection has something to do with it) and therefore watching Downton Abbey is an impossibility, we checked out Being Human on Netflix.

We haven't even finished the first episode yet, since we started after finishing Up (omg rad) at like 10:15pm. But I can tell you, it's a great premise for a show, and the actors are charming and seem well-suited for their roles.

The show is about three roommates: Annie, a ghost, George, a werewolf, and John, a vampire. Naturally, the vampire works in a hospital and naturally he's a sweet kind of guy, but not vomit-inducing like Edward Cullen. Like I said, we've not even finished the first episode, but we're already hooked, much in the same way as Walking Dead and Downton Abbey (both shows whose second seasons are not available on Netflix which makes me want to send hate mail but I just don't have the time or energy).

Here is the premise, as stated on the show's wiki page:

The central premise of Being Human is that various types of supernatural beings exist alongside human beings, with varying degrees of menace; that three of these supernatural beings are opting to live amongst human beings rather than apart from them; and that these three characters are attempting (as much as is possible) to live ordinary human lives despite the pressures and dangers of their situations. They are constantly threatened with exposure or persecution, with pressure from other supernatural creatures, and with problems caused by their attempts to deal with their own natures.

It's really an interesting idea for a show and I'm looking forward to watching more. All I gotta say is, bitch better have ALL seasons on Netflix or I am going to cut someone.

Oven Fried Eggplant




Holy crap y'all, this was absolutely delicious, and you save so many calories from not deep frying it, yet you achieve that heavenly crispy-outside, succulent-inside balance. I got the recipe from this site and was delighted to find that it is extremely simple and extremely delicious. I highly recommend it to anyone but especially to those partaking in Lent's meatless Fridays, because my goodness, you do not even miss meat with this dish. I know I put up the link but here is the rundown with a few minor changes I made:

Set oven to 450. Thinly slice eggplant, about half an inch, and place in a single layer on a cookie sheet. Sprinkle liberally with salt and wait 15-20 minutes so the moisture is drawn out. Wipe off the water and salt with a paper towel.

Dredge slices in flour, beaten egg, and then panko bread crumbs, pressing to make sure the panko sticks. Coat the cookie sheet with cooking spray and place the eggplant slices in a single layer. Spray the tops with cooking spray and toss in the oven for 15 minutes. Flip them, spray again, and return to the oven for about 5 minutes. Top with parmesan or mozzarella if you so desire (you desire it by the way).

I served mine with spaghetti, more cheese and a tomato sauce I made by combining Trader Joe's low sodium bell pepper soup, tomato paste and red wine. So good! We have leftovers and I'm so going to eat a slice or two in a sandwich.

image courtesy of cookwithkerry.com

Bike Riding

So I ran on Monday and my knee is still bothering me. It's below the knee cap, and below that band of tendon, right where the tendon meets the bone. It sucks. I don't think I can run on asphalt anymore, until the triathlon. And after the event, I'm not going to run for at least a couple of months. I'd be more heartbroken about it if I hadn't recently fallen deeply in love with biking around town. Specifically to downtown and back which is about 12 miles round trip, an excellent work out that is fun to boot.

Hahaha, I typoed and wrote booty instead.

Anyways, while I suspect that my knee problems started with the combined efforts of running and biking, each of them twice a week, I am determined to keep biking. It gets me out of the gym and onto the street which is far more challenging than just sitting on an indoor trainer, both physically and mentally. I used to be terrified to bike on the streets because hello, cars, and also, I had no idea how to share the road. But I just said fuck it and did it, and was surprised to find that it's easy, provided you find a bike route, from which we are lucky to live three houses away, and actually kind of fun.

My father has loaned me his super rad mountain bike for the triathlon and my mother in law has loaned me her super safe bike helmet, and Todd bought me super rad biking gloves for Christmas so I am a total badass out there. I just hate seeing people riding without helmets. Don't they care about themselves? I have to bite my tongue every single time I see one of them out there. I just want to yell "SOMEONE LOVES YOU, WEAR A HELMET." Helmets aren't the sexiest things out there, but being brain dead isn't too sexy either. Sorry, Mrs. Von Bulow.

1 comment:

  1. tried the oven fried eggplant, thought i had panko, but i didn't and so i had to use just regular ol' bread crumbs. they're okay but not great. i will have to re-attempt

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