That'll be my Saturday. I got about four hours of real sleep, so this should be fantastic. It's always fun when I absolutely need sleep because I have an early obligation, and then I wake up at about 4, jarred by a dream where I find myself nude in a car dealership, and see my grandmother on the other side of the room trying to figure out if she saw someone she knew, so I duck down behind the receptionist, consumed with fear and shame.
Every year on the morning of one of the first Saturdays in January the office of our realtors (when we sold/bought our house 16 years ago) rents out a local theater and offers a free movie to their customers. I'm hoping to see Passengers (I know it's flawed, but the price is right) and I think Mrs. Runner is wanting to see Hidden Figures (if she hadn't married me, she'd have been Mrs. Costner). Not a bad way to spend one of the coldest mornings of the year so far.
Lucky you. Our (former) realtor gives us a bottle of white zinfandel every year. We have about six up on a shelf currently....
Six bottles of white zin? Obviously you don't get invited to house parties where you don't care if you get another invite. Or perhaps an aunt/niece who doesn't know better?
I tried to get her to re-gift, but she shut me down. of course, she also doesn't drink the stuff, so we are at an impasse (since my Minnesotanism doesn't allow me to just throw it away). I've tried in the past to use it in cooking.
Any success in cooking with it? I always worried it would be so sweet it would mess up whatever I was making.
In my wife's book club, everyone brings a bottle of wine for whoever is hosting. There are at least a couple of bottles of white zin that are never actually consumed, they just get passed from host to host
Wait ... are we not supposed to drink white zin?
You do you, man.
240 million bottles sold per year, and 10% of wine purchased by volume, so you wouldn't be drinking alone
My step dad is not part of the 240 million but is part of that 10%.
?? He didn't buy any of the 240 million, but he contributed to the 10 pct by volume purchased?
Think inside the box..
ahh.
what Mike said.
IIRC, I cooked a bottle down to make a reduction sauce for chicken or pork. It was...okay.
I hate to take away from the wine talk, but both of us believe we chose wisely in our cinema selections
I definitely want to see Hidden Figures.
Saw what I'm reasonably confident was a juvenile Sharp-shinned Hawk* was sitting low on a tree in the yard this morning. When I got out of the car I was about 20" away from it, and it didn't so much as blink as I walked past. That was kind of neat.
*AMR - is there anything else that might possibly make sense? It was small, it had the right markings, was lighter like the juveniles tend to be (?), given the date and location... and my good look at it, I feel pretty good about this ID (I'm starting to get better with my Raptors - Thanks for that book! - but still not entirely confident).
That or a Cooper's Hawk. If you got a good look at a juvenile, the breast markings would be key. I'm guessing that you've got the right ID by describing where seen.
Sharpies have blobby, messy markings, usually a bit red. Coops have thin, crisp markings, usually dark brown.
That book should help.
I've just cleaned out all the filters on both the washer and dishwasher, and am currently running cleaning cycles on both. Does this guy know how to party or what!?!
In celebration of your historic achievement, I think I will make this tomorrow.
My adulting for the weekend was to purchase and "program" two new remotes for my garage door opener (the buttons on the old ones were pretty much non-functional due to a crappy design) and a new toaster oven. Also, going to get my hair cut.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3o5MQWisEho
I bought a copy of Cook's Illustrated special edition of all the recipes they published this year. I was about to subscribe to the magazine for next year, but wavered because of the Kimball situation. I looked over his new enterprise, and it's almost the same product being offered as CI. I'm a little conflicted as ATK has never steered me wrong. Choices, choices.