Yesterday I tried and failed to enjoy the leftover bloody marys from our post-Christmas funpeoplebrunch. Perhaps I did something wrong, beyond the omission of the juice of one lemon (purchased but forgotten) or the mixup between celery salt and celery seed. Troy Patterson, clearly, knows more on the topic than I do. On morning drinking.
The basics of the Bloody are tomato juice, Tabasco, Worcestershire sauce, lemon juice, black pepper, and vodka. Sea salt, Old Bay seasoning, curry powder, ketchup, capers, and pickling brine are excellent ways to step up your game, as is a squirt of Guinness. (Guinness is the morning-after beer of the cognoscenti; see also “Evelyn Waugh’s Noonday Reviver.”) I prefer V-8—not least because its presence invites playing the parlor game of naming the members of its vegetable octet —and I have dabbled with celery bitters, Heinz cocktail sauce, and anchovy paste. Don’t you know that you can put anything in a Bloody Mary?—browned shallots, broiled scallions, braised octopus, brain of veal …. Skimp on the vodka, but know your limits. For instance, the brand called Vodka City—distilled, perhaps even proudly, in Baltimore—proves perfectly effective on a chemical level but can be rather too morally debasing, in its cheapness, to serve as a spiritual pick-me-up. Nor does the plastic of its bottle offer much tactile pleasure. If you’re ordering a Bloody Mary in a restaurant, then Do request that it is made with well vodka but Don’t ask what brand that is.
So anyway, cheers to Baltimore’s Vodka City. That does sound like a promising mistake.
If you follow my little section of the photoblog you may have seen the sad news that my big camera has (…maybe) bit it, not with another loud flashy bang across the pavement it deserved, but a sad & sucky ambiguous error message indicating Something, Somewhere has gone wrong. Honestly – I’ve been using SLR less and less on a day to day basis since I got my new phone, but it gives me considerable anxiety to consider not fixing or replacing it. So I’m not gonna do that. I want to have a real camera, whether I still carry it every day or not. I do though think it’s prudent to stall a couple months til I’ve squirreled away a little cash (and until the new T4i comes out).
Today ends training week #7 of 18 for New Orleans Marathon. The past few days have been the toughest temperature of the season but I am still frostbite free.
An ex wrote with the news that my first husky puppy Zaiga passed away last Monday. She lived to a respectable age of 14, a long and good life for a husky. I last saw her a few years after I moved to Boston, maybe 2003, but it was still hard, more difficult than I would have thought. A lot of the emotions of losing Majia this past summer came back, along with a complicated layer of memories and mistakes long since made and absolved.
I don’t have many photos of her (relative to the other), but here are a few. She & Maija met on a number of occasions – when I lived in Natick we took them both out to Callahan State Park to run run run together. I’m not sure that they were ever exactly friends (huskies can be aloof like that) but on some level that we all knew, they were sisters. Zaiga was a good dog.
Today marks the end of week 6 of 18 for New Orleans Marathon training. I also noticed this week I’ve hit 10 consecutive weekends with half-marathon or longer length long runs, and 20 consecutive weekends with a 10+ mile run. That’s decent. I’m hopeful I’ll be able to continue that streak through the holidays until the Boston Prep 16 Miler I’m doing with VK in late January. It’s not too late for others (you?) to come smash some snowbanks with us.
ps. Anyone for a college bowl pool? I’m guessing on most all of these like you probably will be too.
Dishearteningly, the guys on the BCS selection show reminded us that K-State hasn’t won a bowl game since 2002. Our Cotton Bowl opponent Arkansas lost two games this year, to #1 LSU and #2 Alabama. I’m not sure how I feel about all this, but honestly I’m not terribly confident about how this is gonna turn out.
Today ends week 5 of 18 in my training cycle for the New Orleans Marathon. I’ve had a pretty good week, both mileage and pace-wise, taking advantage of our extended moderate temps. As long as the snow stays away, I’m optimistic about the possibilities for this March.
Oh also, today was our annual joint birthday party for my sister & her daughter. It was pretty much exactly like this with slightly older nieces pieces. Isaboo went with me to the mall to help me find gifts for everyone, for which I am extremely thankful.
I shared this before on (the sadly defunct) google reader, but want to again here. This song comes up frequently on my long runs, enough so that I look forward to it and get a noticable endorphin rush when I hear it queuing up. I had taken to thinking of it as the theme song of the winter training season. Then, last week I noticed it got nominated for a record of the year Grammy. Am I still allowed to enjoy it now that it’s gained pop cultural equivalence with Bruno Mars and Katy Perry? Unclear. Anyway, Bon Iver, Holocene.
I’ve only just realized that I won’t be able to run the BAA Half Marathon next year, as it’s on the same friggin day as the previously committed to Amica Marathon in Newport, RI. I’ve run the BAA Half five times previously and while I know running something different should be exciting but still I’m a little bummed about this. If you want to cheer me up please consider coming down and running Newport (half or full) with me! Registration is open now, the half is only forty bucks!