It’s a musical. The general plot appears to be: Boy from the slums dreams of making it big in Bollywood (the Indian film industry), meets the girl along the way, and apparently the usual stuff you find in a musical happens. I can put up the synopsis from the theater web site if you like.
Well, I don’t know from Indian music. To me it’s all either Western-style pop sung in Hindi or completely incomprehensible (although sometimes enjoyably so — ragas on the sitar for instance). So I’ll see what happens.
From what I understand spinach is OK if you just handle it properly. Trouble is you want to be abso-bleepin’-lootly sure where E. coli is concerned.
You could always steam it or fry it up for chicken Rama or saag paneer or something, but that doesn’t help if you enjoy a spinach salad (which I sometimes do).
I think the determinant for killing E. coli is that the food has to be heated above something like 160°. I don’t know if it has to stay at that temperature or not. But then I’m not a doctor or a bacteriologist, nor do I play either one on TV.
By the way, I think flash-fried spinach with calimari is OK for Rosh Hashanah as long as you leave out the calimari, since squid is inherently trayf. Sorry.
Knock it off, you’re making me hungry and I just ate. 🙂
We’re going to a brewpub across the street from the theater for dinner tonight. They have some good stuff there — I usually get the chicken-fried chicken or a Tuscan smoked salad they sell with apples, walnuts, chicken and bacon. It might have spinach in it, though, so I’m not sure if that will be on the menu tonight or if they’ll just leave the spinach out or what. (I suppose they might pick up some spinach from a local grower, although at the moment a lot of people are probably pretty suspicious of any spinach.)
Yes, what a waste of intelligence – that’s exactly why it bothers me.
One of the boys and I were at a Chinese buffet the other night and they had a pan filled with little octopuses, octopi? Yuck, their little suction cups and everything!
Begin by cleaning the squid: carefully separate the heads with their tentacles, then remove the guts, setting aside the ink sacks (be careful not to break them). Wash the squid well under cold water, dice the bodies, and chop the tentacles.
Open the ink sacks and collect the ink in a small bowl.
they’re getting close to narrowing down the source…that’s the good news. Bad news is it looks like two more folks may have died, including a 2-year old kid. 🙁
Ah…”Unchained Melody” (from Ghost) just popped up on iTunes…need to go get another box of Kleenex…
And let’s not forget “Timothy” from the 60s, where they guys trapped in the mine eat Timothy. That song horrified me as a child, I thought it was so sad. :::sniff:::
That movie just didn’t work for me because he was so creepy. Why she would even have talked to him in the first place is beyond me — I would have called security.
I thought no one could see him but her unless he wanted them to. (Except for Dennis Franz’ character, who was a fallen angel himself.) So calling security would have just made them look at her funny.
The movie had its weird bits, but I mostly liked it OK. I think it was the stylization of the scenes with the “angels,” and some of the touches they threw in, like how Franz’ character had gone from being an angel into a bypass patient who couldn’t stay away from the cheeseburgers, and how the woman he had fallen for had turned into a dumpy middle-aged hausfrau (but he had no regrets about falling).
That site requires Flash 8, which isn’t available for Linux. Blah.
My favorite seafood restaurant ever was a place in Austin (apparently still in business) called Catfish Parlor. On Tuesday nights we would go there and for something like $5.95 you got all-you-could-eat popcorn shrimp. And they meant it. They kept the bowls of shrimp coming with a smile. The only problem is, they served it with these big bowls of baked beans, cole slaw and cigar-shaped hush puppies, also all-you-could-eat, designed to fill you up before you got to your sixth bowl of the expensive shrimp. The decor was cool too — all old advertising signs for stuff like Dexter’s Mother’s Bread and Flying “A” Gas and Moxie.
since I was totally unproductive this week. As witnessed by the fact that I hung out in the cafe every day. Next week I’m getting back on schedule and sticking with the no-blogging anywhere but Orange during the week plan 🙁
You really have to be there all weekend? That sucks.
so the prep work has to be squeezed in somewhere. I don’t mind coming in on the weekends b/c I get to wear whatever I want and turn up the tunes. If only it were like that at all times. sigh….
I knew you would leave me for another blog someday. [sob]
I haven’t left you; we’re just on different schedules that don’t seem to overlap 🙁
Audit season … yeah. That’s a lot of work. But at least it has a definite end.
Although …. <she says very gently> you’ve been very busy for a very long time and have often implied (or, at least, I’ve inferred) that maybe you’d be happier doing something else?
you just reminded me that I haven’t posted today’s pic. Damn! It’s going to have to wait until I get home as I don’t have any here. In the meantime, just hang tight
Who else is ready for the week to be over?
:::crickets chirping:::
My week is just starting 🙂
Things went super last night on the job. I love it!!! So many great people to work with.
Dada… they sell SAGE SMUDGES… different sizes and kinds actually 🙂 They have all that good stuff. I walked by it last night and thought HEY! DADA!
It’s really nice to love and be proud of a place you get to work at.
Gotta run, again. XOXOXO to all!!! Have a safe and sane weekend.
Glad to hear they’re keeping you occupied and happy, Janet. (Not that you’ll probably see this anytime soon, but still.)
I did see it 🙂 So there! Thank you 😀
Had to run out and do errands and just about to run to work
How are we today?
It’s theater day Chez Omir once again. We’re off tonight to go see Bombay Dreams at Seattle’s Fifth Avenue Theater. Should be an interesting evening.
What exactly is Bombay Dreams?
It’s a musical. The general plot appears to be: Boy from the slums dreams of making it big in Bollywood (the Indian film industry), meets the girl along the way, and apparently the usual stuff you find in a musical happens. I can put up the synopsis from the theater web site if you like.
I saw Bombay Dreams this spring. It was … bright and colorful. I don’t think the music was very memorable. Can’t wait to hear how you liked it.
Well, I don’t know from Indian music. To me it’s all either Western-style pop sung in Hindi or completely incomprehensible (although sometimes enjoyably so — ragas on the sitar for instance). So I’ll see what happens.
Spouse wants fish tonight and I don’t want to cook fish…so we’re going out to try The Cantankerous Fish. We love the name, hope the food measures up…
Will duck in before we leave with my Random 10…
Hi Cali!
Looks like an interesting place to go, and their Seared Ahi Tuna salad sounds good.
I’ll have the Baby Spinach and Pancetta salad…oh wait, nevermind.
Yeah, how long is this going to go on. I miss spinach. 🙁
From what I understand spinach is OK if you just handle it properly. Trouble is you want to be abso-bleepin’-lootly sure where E. coli is concerned.
You could always steam it or fry it up for chicken Rama or saag paneer or something, but that doesn’t help if you enjoy a spinach salad (which I sometimes do).
So my plan to order the flash fried spinach with calamari tonight is ok?
Ah, the perfect Rosh Hashana meal.
Happy New Year. (I’ve now figured out why it’s getting so quiet here at my office and everyone is leaving early.)
I think the determinant for killing E. coli is that the food has to be heated above something like 160°. I don’t know if it has to stay at that temperature or not. But then I’m not a doctor or a bacteriologist, nor do I play either one on TV.
By the way, I think flash-fried spinach with calimari is OK for Rosh Hashanah as long as you leave out the calimari, since squid is inherently trayf. Sorry.
I can’t imagine that making it crispy wouldn’t kill all the e-coli.
And as far as the calamari — I’ll make sure I’m not thinking of Andi or anyone else I know who celebrates Rosh Hashana while I’m eating it 🙂
And while I’m eating the lobster risotto 🙂
Knock it off, you’re making me hungry and I just ate. 🙂
We’re going to a brewpub across the street from the theater for dinner tonight. They have some good stuff there — I usually get the chicken-fried chicken or a Tuscan smoked salad they sell with apples, walnuts, chicken and bacon. It might have spinach in it, though, so I’m not sure if that will be on the menu tonight or if they’ll just leave the spinach out or what. (I suppose they might pick up some spinach from a local grower, although at the moment a lot of people are probably pretty suspicious of any spinach.)
Ack, that should be Tuscan smoked chicken salad.
And I just got done making fun of BooMan for leaving out words. 🙂
ah, my evil plan worked …
That salad sounds good…
is your phone broken? It rings but nobody picks it up.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0Y_elX3JsE
some guys just don’t take a hint …
LOL. You are evil, maryb, just evil. 🙂
moi? 😉
It just had to happen . . . mother-bleepin’ snakes on a mother-bleepin’ brain.
Yuck. My lunch just came back up. You intentionally eat squid?
I’ve never had it as a main dish, but I’ve had squid pieces in a Thai soup called tom kah talay and I liked it just fine.
I’ve also had calimari rings in garlic sauce at a local Greek restaurant, but I’ll admit it, it was mostly an excuse for eating the garlic sauce.
I think I’d rather pour the garlic sauce into my palm and lick it up. 🙂
Good thing we had some bread at the table or that’s what we would have done. 🙂
Okay, why does the idea of eating squid bother you? Is it because they are so smart?
Yes, what a waste of intelligence – that’s exactly why it bothers me.
One of the boys and I were at a Chinese buffet the other night and they had a pan filled with little octopuses, octopi? Yuck, their little suction cups and everything!
I don’t care what my food looks like; only what it taste like (except for borscht which both looks and tastes awful)
mmmmmm I love calamari.
Me, too. My favorite restaurant in Boston makes a black pasta and sauteed calamari dish that is so good you could plotz.
oy!
What is plotzing?
die, explode, burst but it’s always used to be the result of something — I ate so much I could plotz.
And why is the pasta black? Squid ink?
it gives the pasta a really wonderful spicy flavor
Ew. Now I”m really sorry I let you tongue kiss me.
Wonderful! I’ve always wanted to be someone’s big regret.
Mmmmmmm. Gag.
you never eat sausage — imagine eating something stuffed inside intestines.
I only eat sausage patties. And wild sausages are ugly, headless creatures with no ink sacs, so it doesn’t really bother me to eat them.
they’re getting close to narrowing down the source…that’s the good news. Bad news is it looks like two more folks may have died, including a 2-year old kid. 🙁
Ah…”Unchained Melody” (from Ghost) just popped up on iTunes…need to go get another box of Kleenex…
I heard about the 2 additional deaths but I hadn’t heard they were getting close to the source.
The music that always makes me weepy is Albinoni’s Adagio in G Minor for Strings and Organs.
Me too.
And let’s not forget “Timothy” from the 60s, where they guys trapped in the mine eat Timothy. That song horrified me as a child, I thought it was so sad. :::sniff:::
you’re such a soppy sentimentalist
(Is okay to admit that I wished MST3K would do Ghost?)
I used to like to cry to that sappy Bobby Goldsboro song … I’m sure you know the one I mean. (I can never remember words or titles).
Watching Scotty grow? Or something like that.
No, it was about somebody who died.
Oh yeah, Honey I miss you?
That was it <sob>
Still trying to sell that used arch to the chumps, I see.
I know the part that gets you, maryb.
one day when I wasn’t home when she was there all alone, the angels came…la la la
uh huh
those la la la’s get me every time ::sniff::
I’ve seen Dogma and I know that angels don’t come.
Maybe the angels take Effexor – it makes it impossible to orgasm.
what was the movie where Viggo Mortensen played lucifer? That wasn’t Dogma was it?
Not Dogma. But passive-aggressive research and imdb reveal that it was Prophecy which exists in an alternate universe from Dogma.
All I remember is that I hate horror movies but he was really hot and I was ready to sign on with Satan when it was over 🙂
that entire movie was filmed in my hometown. [/Man Eegee trivia]
did you get to see Viggo?
Did he base his hot portrayal on you? 😉
but he sat on a fake grave next to my great grandparents’ real burial spot 🙂
I did get to meet Walken, he’s as creepy in real life as the characters he portrays.
can we see your g-grandfather’s grave in the final footage?
And I’ve ALWAYS thought Christopher Walken is creepy. Those eyes <shiver>.
What did he say to you (what did you say to him?)
they filmed from the same side as their grave so it’s out of the frame. Our conversation went something like this:
Me: “Thanks for signing my autograph”
Him: “‘Welcome”
Exhilarating, dontcha think? 🙂
I love your way with words 🙂
I’m surprised he said welcome. I picture him as just grunting or looking past you and saying nothing.
Not Dogma. But passive-aggressive research and imdb reveal that it was Prophecy which exists in an alternate universe from Dogma.
I saw City of Angels and I know they have to fall first.
OK, it wasn’t on camera but if you think Nicholas Cage went through all that just to be Meg Ryan’s platonic friend, you just have no Elvis in you.
It wasn’t on camera — but in hollywood terms the shower he took symbolized it.
That, and the bicycle scene. No one smiles like that just because she’s riding a bicycle.
True
That movie just didn’t work for me because he was so creepy. Why she would even have talked to him in the first place is beyond me — I would have called security.
I thought no one could see him but her unless he wanted them to. (Except for Dennis Franz’ character, who was a fallen angel himself.) So calling security would have just made them look at her funny.
The movie had its weird bits, but I mostly liked it OK. I think it was the stylization of the scenes with the “angels,” and some of the touches they threw in, like how Franz’ character had gone from being an angel into a bypass patient who couldn’t stay away from the cheeseburgers, and how the woman he had fallen for had turned into a dumpy middle-aged hausfrau (but he had no regrets about falling).
But when she met him in the hospital corridor she didn’t know that. So she didn’t know anyone would look at her funny.
If it had been me I would have called security.
That’s a beautiful song. I forgot it was in Ghost.
That site requires Flash 8, which isn’t available for Linux. Blah.
My favorite seafood restaurant ever was a place in Austin (apparently still in business) called Catfish Parlor. On Tuesday nights we would go there and for something like $5.95 you got all-you-could-eat popcorn shrimp. And they meant it. They kept the bowls of shrimp coming with a smile. The only problem is, they served it with these big bowls of baked beans, cole slaw and cigar-shaped hush puppies, also all-you-could-eat, designed to fill you up before you got to your sixth bowl of the expensive shrimp. The decor was cool too — all old advertising signs for stuff like Dexter’s Mother’s Bread and Flying “A” Gas and Moxie.
My fave is in Cleveland of all places – nowhere near the sea. Fat Fish Blue Robert Lockwood Jr. plays there every week.
is it bad that I have 58 minutes left of work (not that I’m counting) and plan to do as little as possible?
I just can’t get excited to work on my to-do list knowing I’ll be here all weekend…
since I was totally unproductive this week. As witnessed by the fact that I hung out in the cafe every day. Next week I’m getting back on schedule and sticking with the no-blogging anywhere but Orange during the week plan 🙁
You really have to be there all weekend? That sucks.
so the prep work has to be squeezed in somewhere. I don’t mind coming in on the weekends b/c I get to wear whatever I want and turn up the tunes. If only it were like that at all times. sigh….
I knew you would leave me for another blog someday. [sob]
😉
I haven’t left you; we’re just on different schedules that don’t seem to overlap 🙁
Audit season … yeah. That’s a lot of work. But at least it has a definite end.
Although …. <she says very gently> you’ve been very busy for a very long time and have often implied (or, at least, I’ve inferred) that maybe you’d be happier doing something else?
not the work that I loathe, it’s the environment – I’m working on a change to will hopefully bring about Good Things™
that it works out.
We don’t like our Manny to be overworked and stressed out.
I don’t like my Manny to be that way either.
you meant for that to sound … the way it did 😉
Are you really having calamari tonight or were just trying to make me jealous?
to my favorite restaurant and we usually DO order the flash fried spinach and calamari appetizer. But I don’t always order the lobster risotto. 🙂
I’m leaving in about 15 minutes.
Well shana tovah and yum (although that wouldn’t be anywhere near my top choice for a risotto).
(I’m guessing that was a good thing to say).
(it is — it’s wishing you a good year.)
Thanks again. I’m leaving. Have a good evening!
I have an irrational fear of the Giant Squid but calamari is one of my guilty pleasures when I decide to eat some type of battered/fried goodness
I would agree that your fear of the giant squid is irrational.
Since I promised NOT to think of Andi while eating my calimari, I’ll send a thought your way 🙂
perhaps it will inspire me to go eat sushi for dinner
That sounds good. BTW, there’s a new lounge open.
always plays to the audience one has.
😉
what’s really bad about your heavy work load is that the BT basset hound supremacy is going to Hopeful Jr. without Bud getting a
fighting chance.
you just reminded me that I haven’t posted today’s pic. Damn! It’s going to have to wait until I get home as I don’t have any here. In the meantime, just hang tight