<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 18:45:40 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Lobster Pile</title><description>Adventures in a Texas kitchen and beyond</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-4325431517078123799</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 22:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-26T12:45:40.911-06:00</atom:updated><title>Driskill Hotel Christmas Brunch</title><description>After several years of whipping up a multi-course dinner on Christmas Day, I decided that I wanted someone to cook for me for a change.  Jimi and I have been crazy busy this year, and neither of us had time to cook, so I came up with the idea of going to a restaurant for dinner instead.  Did a little research and found that the historic Driskill Hotel puts on a Legendary [capitalized!] Christmas Brunch.  Check out the menu &lt;a href="http://www.driskillhotel.com/pdf/christmas-brunch-buffet.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It turned out to be $60/person, with unlimited champagne.  And I mean UNLIMITED champagne.  Pretty good deal, I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4213438057_a7723e8d76_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4213438057_a7723e8d76_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the lobby with a lovely stained glass ceiling.  They had a professional photographer there, taking complimentary family photos.  I am not going to post ours (high def digital - ugh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4213436313_b8f8921613_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4213436313_b8f8921613_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4214203940_85d1298529_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4214203940_85d1298529_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brunch took up the entire mezzanine of the hotel, including the surrounding ballrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2587/4214270136_760c242c64_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2587/4214270136_760c242c64_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the breakfast breads and pastry table, which also included scrambled eggs with leeks, applewood smoked bacon and breakfast potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2720/4213431415_047df37691_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2720/4213431415_047df37691_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon toast with Grand Marnier apple sauce.  So pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2594/4213502335_d20cffb2ce_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2594/4213502335_d20cffb2ce_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An omelette station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4060/4213432247_618670dc7d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4060/4213432247_618670dc7d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another omelette station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4213430365_072fa8f6cf_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4213430365_072fa8f6cf_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main dinner station, with chafing dishes full of rich and indulgent foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/4214199566_83f58e084b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/4214199566_83f58e084b_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the four carving stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4213429321_e0744a0cd6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4213429321_e0744a0cd6_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were seated in the Maximilian room which according to the hotel's website, was originally the men's smoking room.  The gold mirrors, one of which you can see in the background, were thought to have belonged to Mexican emperor Maximilian's wife, Carlotta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2607/4214201992_4dac05c36e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2607/4214201992_4dac05c36e_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First round.  Starting from top left:  roasted butternut squash salad with pumpkin seeds, manchego, baby arugula &amp;amp; sherry vinaigrette, chilled mussels, shrimp and assorted smoked fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2731/4214271030_e8c570f3d4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2731/4214271030_e8c570f3d4_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second round.  Crepes Suzette in Grand Marnier.  I remember my mom making this for special occasions. I think I need to add this recipe to my repertoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2795/4213501791_e4a57a6e53_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2795/4213501791_e4a57a6e53_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third round.  What shall I call this?  The circle of delights?  The meat and potatoes wheel of cardiac arrest?  It's not the most appealing picture, but it sure was delicious.  Starting from the top left:  braised veal cheeks with celery root puree (luxurious, creamy, savory &amp;amp; a tad sweet - this was definitely my favorite), dried fruit stuffed pork loin with port a jus,  prime rib, maple sweet potato puree, herbed polenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/4214267824_b63a6407cc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/4214267824_b63a6407cc_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can she do it?  Can she do it?  Oh, yes she can!  Just enough room in the tummy for round number four.  From top left:  rum bread pudding, custard in a mint chocolate rainbow cup thingy, mousse tart, choc covered strawberry, mini eclair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/4214267078_15cd4d2a1c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2661/4214267078_15cd4d2a1c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Jimi had to roll me out to the car.  All in all it was a lovely time and definitely something we would do again.  The quality of the food was pretty high for a buffet, and both of us really enjoyed the chilled seafood station (although they ran out of the crab claws before we could grab some... damn!).  The free booze makes it a definite thumbs up.  I also highly recommend this for families (there were tons of kids there) and those with out-of-town guests, as the hotel was beautifully decorated and the staff was extremely polite and accommodating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what to do next year?  Perhaps dinner at the &lt;a href="http://press.fourseasons.com/austin/hotel-news/trio-at-four-seasons-hotel-austin-debuts-new-holiday-menus-events/"&gt;Four Seasons&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-4325431517078123799?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/12/driskill-hotel-christmas-brunch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-3691788933301914963</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-25T22:29:40.399-06:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas Eve Dinner</title><description>Michelle and I have a Christmas Eve tradition of feasting on gourmet goodies from Central Market.  We always eat well during the holidays.  We paired everything with this wine, an oaky, earthy, rich Chianti recommended to us by the wine guy at CM.  The &lt;a href="http://www.chimay.com/"&gt;Chimay&lt;/a&gt; is for a post xmas treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4213495859_0c45c0237d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4213495859_0c45c0237d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sampling of our fantastic fresh fruits, including starfruit, kiwi, blackberries, red pear, pomegranate, and cantaloupe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/4213493241_eca1aceb4f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/4213493241_eca1aceb4f_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cheese tray, clockwise from upper left: smoked &lt;a href="http://gourmetlibrary.com/products/31693-Smoked-Caciocavallo-DOP"&gt;Caciocavallo&lt;/a&gt; (cow's milk) from southern Italy, &lt;a href="http://www.beechershandmadecheese.com/"&gt;Beecher's Flagship Reserve Cheddar&lt;/a&gt; from Seattle, &lt;a href="http://www.venissimo.com/store/product/206/boschetto/"&gt;Boschetto&lt;/a&gt; with white truffle (sheep &amp; cow's milk) from Florence,Italy, and finally, the wedge at the bottom is &lt;a href="http://www.nealsyarddairy.co.uk/"&gt;Neal's Yard Montgomery's Cheddar&lt;/a&gt;, my favorite cheese, and a true British farmhouse artisan cheese.  It is amazingly complex - the flavor changes distinctly with each bite from center to rind.  At the center, it is musty and quite sharp.  From there the flavors mellow, and at the edge of the rind, this cheese tastes EXACTLY like raw peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2760/4214260954_841725e4a5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2760/4214260954_841725e4a5_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody else out there really enjoy watching 'Dexter'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2533/4213494993_0778c604b5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2533/4213494993_0778c604b5_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tender Cambridge hot-smoked salmon from Scotland (it was really good, but not as good as the one I make).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2653/4213496705_f56054fe1b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2653/4213496705_f56054fe1b_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alexianpate.com"&gt;Alexian Truffle Mousse&lt;/a&gt; (pork &amp; poultry liver, sherry, truffles, wild mushrooms) with &lt;a href="http://www.cherithvalley.com/"&gt;Cherith Valley Gardens Red Wine Jelly&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.dcimports.com/sdlingonberry.html"&gt;Scandinavian Delights Lingonberry Spread.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4214264354_a6fdc28f25_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4214264354_a6fdc28f25_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.annasthins.ca/"&gt;Anna's Ginger Thins&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.lubiscuitsna.com/"&gt;LU Petit Ecolier&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.destrooper.be"&gt;Jules Destrooper Almond Thins&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4213498769_652cb72806_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4213498769_652cb72806_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view of the whole spread.  Sorry we didn't have pictures of the &lt;a href="http://www.igourmet.com/reviews/pwr/product-reviews/Collections/Bulk-Items/p/3034-San-Daniele-Whole-Leg-Prosciutto.html"&gt;prosciutto (San Daniele)&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.pillers.com/"&gt;salami (Piller's Old Forest)&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.jamon.com"&gt;Jamon Iberico&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4213492309_79a323c6d5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4069/4213492309_79a323c6d5_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle got the girls some horrible little outfits and insisted on forcing them onto the poor little beasts...I had no part in this, I promise you.  Soon I will destroy these images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4213489629_7efec3165c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4213489629_7efec3165c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4214257476_d8d28014ab_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4214257476_d8d28014ab_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-3691788933301914963?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-dinner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-2236771500917382081</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-24T11:53:23.675-06:00</atom:updated><title>Casa de Weedman</title><description>So here's what the house looks like these days.  Still haven't gotten around to doing the study and master bedroom, but I guess we'll get around to it eventually.  The whole house is tile, and I'll tell you what.  It is soooo much better than carpet, especially with dogs that love to track in mud and throw up on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have time to do the Christmas decorations this year, but did do a few floral arrangements to make things a little festive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2578/4210731543_ba4e98f0a0_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2578/4210731543_ba4e98f0a0_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4211497348_3e542781f4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4211497348_3e542781f4_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then entertainment center (note viking like helmet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2722/4211498256_2d82d580b4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2722/4211498256_2d82d580b4_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall of curiosities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2562/4210734131_ac25a2796e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2562/4210734131_ac25a2796e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dining area.  It's like Nuevo Laredo exploded in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/4210735045_c6e8dd7b65_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2489/4210735045_c6e8dd7b65_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your standard 1980s kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2518/4211500838_69846f9111_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2518/4211500838_69846f9111_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our resident statue, aptly named Flaco, stands guard over the dog bowls.  How we hauled that thing across the border is a story in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/4211501696_3781409d27_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2613/4211501696_3781409d27_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our crazy gold Indian bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4210737725_e5f31027d9_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4210737725_e5f31027d9_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2727/4210738459_1d603392c4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2727/4210738459_1d603392c4_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/4211504332_88d23194df_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/4211504332_88d23194df_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inspiration for dream vacations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4211505278_0a6f63e8b9_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4211505278_0a6f63e8b9_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-2236771500917382081?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/12/casa-de-weedman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-319341511577480182</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 17:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-26T11:03:39.785-06:00</atom:updated><title>Kir Royale</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4211495700_7b15497770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4211495700_7b15497770.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending a day and a half cleaning and scouring the house, I decided that Jimi and I should start our holiday celebrations early.  And nothing says happy holidays like a Kir Royale.  It's such a simple and pretty drink, just champagne and creme de cassis (blackcurrant liqueur).  Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-319341511577480182?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/12/kir-royale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-5944575725442113064</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-07T21:03:31.496-06:00</atom:updated><title>Kenobi</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/4168196566_c5bf4c34b5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/4168196566_c5bf4c34b5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new fave restaurant is &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/kenobi-sushi-austin-2"&gt;Kenobi&lt;/a&gt;, a sushi place at the Arboretum.  They have a rockin' $2 [yes, that's two dollars!] happy hour on Monday nights and a really cool modern asian bar area.  You know, the kind that plays groovy latin electronica for upscale hipsters.  Their rolls are ok, the sushi pretty good, and the beef yakitori excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a grand total of $37.23, we had:&lt;br /&gt;1 bowl edamame&lt;br /&gt;1 chicken yakitori appetizer&lt;br /&gt;1 beef yakitori appetizer&lt;br /&gt;1 pork dumpling appetizer&lt;br /&gt;1 bowl fried calamari&lt;br /&gt;3 pieces sushi&lt;br /&gt;1 spicy tuna roll&lt;br /&gt;2 lemon blueberry vodka cocktails&lt;br /&gt;2 domestic beers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4167436735_a93c3f94e8_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4167436735_a93c3f94e8_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenobi Lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/4167437499_86107ecc70_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/4167437499_86107ecc70_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Yakitori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/4167435925_8e26917417_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/4167435925_8e26917417_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calamari with 2 kinds of sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2495/4167431381_22c6199b7e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2495/4167431381_22c6199b7e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of the pork gyoza dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2800/4168195816_9b91903cf0_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2800/4168195816_9b91903cf0_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/4168160650_c90b6d9047_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2590/4168160650_c90b6d9047_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2691/4167399191_18e23dd6c5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2691/4167399191_18e23dd6c5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhappy Karma in a paper hat that we made for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2736/4168195054_06c29265e9_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2736/4168195054_06c29265e9_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-5944575725442113064?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/12/kenobi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-3176348336900337770</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T11:51:14.163-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>beef</category><title>Boeuf Bourguignon</title><description>Tony Bourdain's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Anthony-Bourdains-Halles-Cookbook-Classic/dp/074758012X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1257125347&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Les Halles Cookbook&lt;/a&gt;, besides being a highly amusing read, is a great resource for simplified french bistro recipes.  He's got a really easy recipe for the french classic boeuf bourguignon, and I modified it a little to add some of Julia Child's techniques.  Boeuf bourguignon is basically a glorified pot roast with A LOT of wine in it.  The key is to sear and brown the beef cubes before adding the vegetables and liquids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my ingredient list:&lt;br /&gt;2 lb beef roast (I used chuck)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1 large onion, sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp flour&lt;br /&gt;2.5 C red burgandy&lt;br /&gt;6 carrots, chopped&lt;br /&gt;2 C beef stock (used Jimi's homemade semi-demi-glace mixed with water)&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;2 garlic cloves, minced&lt;br /&gt;1 bouquet garni&lt;br /&gt;salt &amp; pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four hours later and... voila!  Meat that falls apart, swimming in a thick rich sauce.  Serve with a crusty piece of bread and a big glass of red wine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2606/4066743198_c4ca4b27d5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2606/4066743198_c4ca4b27d5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-3176348336900337770?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/11/boeuf-bourguignon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-3664197119914666625</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 23:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:48:51.474-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>fun</category><title>Pumpkin Carving Day 2</title><description>I convinced Jimi to join me in my pumpkin carving madness.  He opted for a traditional theme, but I continued with my "alternative" designs.  Here are the tools of the trade, a pumpkin carver from HEB and a cheap wood working tool from Hobby Lobby.  I also used a large nail for the eye pupils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/4044937088_6982f6a254_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/4044937088_6982f6a254_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2662/4044762368_bc3b1f53c7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2662/4044762368_bc3b1f53c7_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2684/4044934638_a6b7bab38f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2684/4044934638_a6b7bab38f_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimi's before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4044062127_f6c508b2a5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4044062127_f6c508b2a5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimi's after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2694/4044938142_66dbaf0ce8_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2694/4044938142_66dbaf0ce8_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a row before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4044191057_0678b26876_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4044191057_0678b26876_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in a row after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/4044194381_18ef5a8bdb_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/4044194381_18ef5a8bdb_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-3664197119914666625?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-carving-day-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-7897750304073687648</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 23:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T08:01:20.027-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>fun</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>seafood</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dessert</category><title>Jimi's Birthday &amp; Pumpkin Carving Day 1</title><description>For Jimi's birthday, we had a crab boil.  Got some live dungeness crab &amp; Kirin from the chinese market down the street and boiled them out back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=ec03278bba&amp;photo_id=4044691584"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=ec03278bba&amp;photo_id=4044691584" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2715/4041033305_0930598fae_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2715/4041033305_0930598fae_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate mousse birthday cake from Central Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4044763964_d92870ebce_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2734/4044763964_d92870ebce_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found some pumpkin carving stencils on &lt;a href="http://www.pumpkinglow.com/"&gt;this cool web site&lt;/a&gt; and decided to do a non Halloween themed design.  I hadn't carved a pumpkin since I was about 12 years old, but this one turned out really well.  I didn't go to art school for nothin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2649/4041751522_b02557d44b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2649/4041751522_b02557d44b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4041002677_c001cbdfd3_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2765/4041002677_c001cbdfd3_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/4041031067_fafd78697c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/4041031067_fafd78697c_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-7897750304073687648?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/10/jimis-birthday-pumpkin-carving-day-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-1949307034464888226</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 22:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:47:54.125-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>fun</category><title>Livestrong Challenge</title><description>My brother, sister-in-law &amp; nephew came into town for the Lance Armstrong Foundation &lt;a href="http://www.livestrongchallenge.org"&gt;Livestrong Challenge&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday morning.  The weather was fabulous, and I think around 3-4,000 people showed up.  A lot of people wore "in memory" and "survivor" cards, and some of the stories were really heartbreaking.  Some of the sick kids who were unable to walk were carted around in rickshaws, and the crowd threw up a big cheer when they passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/4041765856_1e9cdd1a56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/4041765856_1e9cdd1a56.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2518/4041023563_57e2bc9c65_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2518/4041023563_57e2bc9c65_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/4041774160_4bf348e5ac_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3510/4041774160_4bf348e5ac_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2481/4041757224_b7890d247d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2481/4041757224_b7890d247d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2430/4041759788_a1e57ab914_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2430/4041759788_a1e57ab914_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2436/4041753508_d2cab99275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2436/4041753508_d2cab99275.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of today's pics, go to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/micandjimi/sets/72157622658836966/"&gt;our Flickr site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-1949307034464888226?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/10/livestrong-challenge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-8832807433191216048</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:55:12.228-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dessert</category><title>Banh Duc</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/4044018821_3ae04beea4_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2591/4044018821_3ae04beea4_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am continuing my experimentation with asian desserts from the chinese market.  The ingredients in this so called Vietnamese "jello cake" were tapioca starch, sugar, hulled sesame seeds and green food coloring.  It had the consistency of bubble tea pearls, and the sauce tasted like coconut.  Interesting, but not really my thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-8832807433191216048?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-4440151004264251366</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:48:59.952-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>home and garden</category><title>20 Guinea Hen Chicks</title><description>We finally got some video of the new flock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=cdc6a37c17&amp;photo_id=3898254128"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=cdc6a37c17&amp;photo_id=3898254128" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=1a8930a1dd&amp;photo_id=3898272324"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=1a8930a1dd&amp;photo_id=3898272324" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-4440151004264251366?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/09/20-guinea-hen-chicks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-2971141661109360105</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 14:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:49:11.189-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>home and garden</category><title>Guinea Hen Calls in Our Yard</title><description>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=e71bf4c5dc&amp;photo_id=3895962763"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;photo_secret=e71bf4c5dc&amp;photo_id=3895962763" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, three times a day.  The neighborhood guinea hens are cute, but loud.  The flock just had a bunch of babies again.  I counted 20 chicks the other day!  Maybe I'll walk down to their house &amp; see if I can get some video of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-2971141661109360105?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/09/guinea-hen-call_07.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-7034481478321260928</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:49:25.831-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>drinks</category><title>Amaretto Cranberry Kiss</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2495/3897493109_1d1029dba5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2495/3897493109_1d1029dba5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amaretto in &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/drink/views/Amaretto-Cranberry-Kiss-240663"&gt;this drink&lt;/a&gt; gives it a flavor similar to a mai tai.  Jimi says it's unusual and interesting.  I like it because it's not your usual cocktail, but all the ingredients are readily available.  It would be a good drink to make for an evening summer party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-7034481478321260928?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/09/amaretto-cranberry-kiss.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-4945381961870212157</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:54:22.754-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>vegetables</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>soup</category><title>Winter Squash Soup</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2569/3893633420_3700973dfc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2569/3893633420_3700973dfc_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten a couple of (carnival?) winter squash from &lt;a href="http://www.johnsonsbackyardgarden.com/"&gt;Johnson's Backyard&lt;/a&gt;  recently.  They're pretty big, so I decided to make a batch of soup out of them.  Found this &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Winter-Squash-Soup-with-Gruyere-Croutons-2997"&gt;Winter Squash Soup&lt;/a&gt; recipe that's easy to make and freeze.  It's a pretty standard cream of squash soup.  Nothing amazing, but it makes for a good work lunch.  If you have a bunch of squash that you need to use up, this is the perfect recipe.  Used 1/2 cup of 2% milk instead of 1/4 cup heavy cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/3893647332_c015cb3270_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/3893647332_c015cb3270_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-4945381961870212157?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/09/winter-squash-soup.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-1449010155377899179</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 17:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:01:11.501-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>restaurants</category><title>Houston's Crab Cakes</title><description>&lt;a href="http://austin.citysearch.com/profile/10237354/austin_tx/houston_s_restaurant.html"&gt;Houston's&lt;/a&gt; has the most awesome crab cakes I've ever had in my life.  They're made out of fresh blue crab, and there's absolutely no bread filler.  Just a little egg to bind the crab and a slight dusting of flour on the outside.  And the coleslaw side is the bomb.  The crab cakes aren't on the menu, so you just have to call at the beginning of the week to find out if they'll have them as a special.  This  visit Jimi and I ordered a glass of champagne, and the bartender brought us each a little bottle.  Neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3524/3893638238_27fc0ce548_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3524/3893638238_27fc0ce548_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/3893640940_eb6eff995a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/3893640940_eb6eff995a_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-1449010155377899179?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/09/houstons-crab-cakes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-3501190020588580698</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 17:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:50:23.531-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dogs</category><title>Silly Dogs</title><description>Here are more pics of Karma &amp; Chaka Khan.  Karma loves to sleep on our clothes, no matter how uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2640/3892854897_0bfe6c82a8_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2640/3892854897_0bfe6c82a8_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2425/3893644468_d8739ed3fa_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2425/3893644468_d8739ed3fa_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2610/3892847887_2481e9954c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2610/3892847887_2481e9954c_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3893634722_5e43df5ba7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2555/3893634722_5e43df5ba7_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-3501190020588580698?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/09/silly-dogs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-179073187133818456</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 22:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:50:38.052-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>vegetables</category><title>Grilled Corn with Maple Chipotle Glaze</title><description>This is one of &lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Grilled-Corn-on-the-Cob-with-Maple-Chipotle-Glaze-106967"&gt;my favorite grilled corn recipes&lt;/a&gt;.  Spicy, sweet and buttery.  And then add the smoke from the grill.  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/3820998003_d9e938686a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2522/3820998003_d9e938686a_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-179073187133818456?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/08/grilled-corn-with-maple-chipotle-glaze.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-3676438033775916588</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:50:50.340-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>home and garden</category><title>Bird in the Curtain</title><description>Jimi found a bird sleeping in our outdoor curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2587/3821806368_2568b5fdcc_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2587/3821806368_2568b5fdcc_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3820996439_f760001587_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3579/3820996439_f760001587_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-3676438033775916588?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/08/bird-in-curtain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-7141114744877541451</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 00:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:50:59.339-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><title>New Orleans - Day 3</title><description>Hayley and I just don't bounce back like we used to, and we were hurtin' a bit when we woke up Monday morning.  It was pouring outside anyway, so we decided that we just wanted to sleep in and hang out in the room for the day.  Cheers to the Omni staff for letting us check out at 3:00 without charges!  They were all super nice during our entire visit, and I'd definitely stay there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left, Hayley and I spent some time uptown at Chris &amp; Dorie's house.  I didn't take any pics, but we took a walk through the neighborhood to check out all of the houses that had been condemned or were still vacant (and there are a bunch).  Memorial hospital is also in her neighborhood... the one where all of that horrible shit went down during Katrina when the remaining doctors and patients were basically abandoned.  If you're interested in how the reconstruction is going (or not going), check out these sets of Flickr pics. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skeletonkrewe/sets/72157621759726219/detail/"&gt;4 years after&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skeletonkrewe/sets/72157606433813616/detail/"&gt;3 years after&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/skeletonkrewe/sets/72157601370489201/detail/"&gt;2 years after&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, our last stop before the airport was the eatery &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/ignatius-eatery-new-orleans"&gt;Ignatius&lt;/a&gt; on Magazine St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2620/3812098558_509795b5d7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2620/3812098558_509795b5d7_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be the boudin meatloaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3812101000_dfcd8b76a9_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2616/3812101000_dfcd8b76a9_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here we are with the crab &amp; corn bisque (yes, I had to have it again before I left) and Hayley's shrimp-n-grits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2392/3812099788_4bf932b97e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2392/3812099788_4bf932b97e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's an action shot of Dorie and her tabasco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/3812102314_c6e42fbb7f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3235/3812102314_c6e42fbb7f_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last Abita at the airport and that was it.  I don't think I could have stuffed any more into my stomach.  Thanks again to Dorie &amp; Chris for hauling our tourist asses around town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view all of the New Orleans pics, go to our &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/micandjimi/sets/72157621888681121/detail/"&gt;Flickr site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-7141114744877541451?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-orleans-day-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-3580788865205292880</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:41:36.079-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>restaurants</category><title>New Orleans - Day 2, Part II</title><description>Hayley and Dorie took me to &lt;a href="http://www.restaurantaugust.com/"&gt;August&lt;/a&gt; for my 40th birthday.  The chef, John Besh, won the 2006 James Beard award for Best Chef in the Southeast and was runner-up in the Next Iron Chef.  His restaurant August has been on Gourmet Magazine's list of best restaurants twice, so I knew we were in for a treat. Just check out this &lt;a href="http://www.restaurantaugust.com/pdf/sample_menu.pdf"&gt;sample menu&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior of August was comprised of a series of small intimate rooms covered in dark wood paneling.  The chandeliers hung from a raised ceiling, and I got the feeling (a good one) that we were in an exclusive turn-of-the-century banker's club.  It was the chic modern version of "old money".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2492/3812094212_ca5ee860d2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2492/3812094212_ca5ee860d2_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all decided on the four course tasting menu, primarily because it looked so good, but also because it was so reasonable... $60 with wine pairings, $40 without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pre first course was an amuse bouche served in a hollowed out eggshell.  Seafood custard with truffle oil and caviar.  I love truffles, so this was right up my alley.  I also love Hayley's face in this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/3811265599_1533420935_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/3811265599_1533420935_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first official course was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;warm salad of pieds du veau, crispy veal sweetbreads and fresh hearts of palm (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/fea/taste/stories/DN-sparklers_1221gd.State.Edition1.23d4842.html"&gt;Flor Prosecco, Bastianich , Friuli, Italy&lt;/a&gt; - and wouldn't you know it, according to the Dallas Morning News, Central Market is the only store which sells it).  The salad had a nice light vinaigrette, which matched well with the veal foot carpaccio, and lightly fried sweetbreads, which were buttery like foie gras.  Now I'll have to add veal feet and and thymus glands to the list of exotic foods I've tried!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2532/3812082568_9b88d3043e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2532/3812082568_9b88d3043e_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second course was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silverqueen corn riz en boule with pecan wood bacon, cipollini onions and chanterelle mushrooms (&lt;a href="https://www.wineaccess.com/wine/product/11126095/1998-R.-Lopez-de-Heredia-Vina-Tondonia-Rosado-Gran-Reserva-Rioja"&gt;1998 Rose Rioja, Vina Tondonia, López de Heredia, Spain&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.  Smoky was the operative word here, and the vermouth like quality of the wine really complimented it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3811268357_7a316e851b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3811268357_7a316e851b_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third course was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hand rolled spaghettini with clams, mussels and blue crab with spicy tomato and fresh basil (&lt;a href="http://www.anneamie.com/details/50"&gt;Pinot Noir, Anne Amie, Oregon&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.  I'd have to say that this was our least favorite dish of the night.  Not that it was bad, in fact it was quite pleasant, but the flavors just didn't wow me.  The simple light tomato basil sauce with that hint of seafood was good, but not exceptional like the previous three courses had been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3811271605_7ca796fc35_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3811271605_7ca796fc35_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished with a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;napoleon of nougatine with valhrona chocolate bavarois and salted toffee ice cream (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banyuls_AOC"&gt;2007 banyuls grenache&lt;/a&gt; - vintner unknown)&lt;/span&gt;.  This might have been my favorite dish of the night, mostly because of the wine pairing.  The banyuls was very sweet on its own, but paired with the bitter chocolate and salt of the dessert, it became something really different and special.  Earthy, buttery and a touch savory.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2485/3811274195_1c50afec9f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2485/3811274195_1c50afec9f_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a really superb meal, especially for the price.  You definitely couldn't get something like this in Austin or Dallas for under $100.  Thanks a bunch to Hayley &amp; Dorie for taking me here!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2470/3812091362_d64a5bc5b7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2470/3812091362_d64a5bc5b7_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we walked to the quarter for drinks at &lt;a href="http://www.hotelmonteleone.com/"&gt;Hotel Monteleone&lt;/a&gt;.  This place has one of the kitschiest bars I've ever seen. &lt;a href="http://www.lasplash.com/uploads/3/Hotel_Monteleone_NOLA_Review_bar-4.jpg"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;.  And it rotates!!!  Love it.  A wonderful ending to a wonderful evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2589/3812097050_2765be210b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2589/3812097050_2765be210b_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To view all of the New Orleans pics, go to our &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/micandjimi/sets/72157621888681121/detail/"&gt;Flickr site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-3580788865205292880?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-orleans-day-2-part-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-5067358199143584601</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 21:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:51:14.417-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><title>New Orleans - Day 2, Part I</title><description>The fanciest Arby's in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3812121698_6b92000849_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3812121698_6b92000849_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of our second day in New Orleans turned out to be stormy, so it was a good thing that we spent it at the &lt;a href="http://www.auduboninstitute.org/insectarium_exhibits.html"&gt;Audubon Insectarium&lt;/a&gt;.  The place is geared towards kids, but if you have an interest in creepy crawly things or, you know, science, then it's pretty fun.  Hayley had to continue our tradition of posing in/around/like statues while on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2488/3812155258_bf47c31380_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2488/3812155258_bf47c31380_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exhibit started out interestingly enough with a table devoted to the millipede and centipede.  I learned that millipedes feel funky, and that Texas must contain half of the world's poisonous creatures (the centipede was from our great state).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3580/3811314293_7b9fc363aa_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3580/3811314293_7b9fc363aa_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were bunches of tanks with live beetles, roaches, grubs, slugs and many more little insects and animals, but one of my favorite rooms turned out to be the one with all the dead ones in it.  They had some beautiful displays, with the beetles and butterflies arranged in intricate designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3812134560_e18340366e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3571/3812134560_e18340366e_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3811335697_ba57bda14b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3657/3811335697_ba57bda14b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3459/3812135980_c8a2013fed_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3459/3812135980_c8a2013fed_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3811328865_feb6d58d7c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3811328865_feb6d58d7c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.  Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="400" height="300"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=46db9fcc52&amp;amp;photo_id=3811317147"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377"&gt; &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt; &lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=71377" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=46db9fcc52&amp;amp;photo_id=3811317147" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last room in the exhibit was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Butterflies in Flight&lt;/span&gt;, and like its name suggests, it was a sealed off area that housed live butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2549/3811346853_71efc19d77_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2549/3811346853_71efc19d77_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before leaving, we went by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Bug Appetit"&lt;/span&gt; room (ha ha, get it?), where we had the pleasure of tasting cinnamon mealworms and cajun spiced crickets.  They weren't gross at all actually, since they cooked the shit out of them until they were crispy husks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3812163088_8ccb26e1c7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2511/3812163088_8ccb26e1c7_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3553/3812164328_e8bb6b27b9_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3553/3812164328_e8bb6b27b9_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather cleared up while we were in the insectarium, so we decided to go for a walk in the quarter.  Stopped by &lt;a href="http://www.royalblendcoffee.com/"&gt;Royal Blend&lt;/a&gt; and had a super cool iced coffee in their super cool courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3555/3812167184_952bb14ab5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3555/3812167184_952bb14ab5_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then stopped by &lt;a href="http://lamaisondabsinthe.blogspot.com/"&gt;La Maison d'Absinthe&lt;/a&gt; to check out all of their cool antique glassware reproductions.  I so love the absinthe sets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3501/3812170610_29d75fb878_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3501/3812170610_29d75fb878_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, I don't know what possessed me... maybe it was because I was turning 40 and trying to relive my youth... but I had to get an $8 hurricane from &lt;a href="http://www.patobriens.com"&gt;Pat O'Brien's&lt;/a&gt;.  I don't know why I thought they put fruit juice in those things, but they so don't.  It tasted like Hi-C punch.  Granted, they were generous with the liquor, and at least they put it in a plastic cup so that I could carry it next door to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3497/3811358641_906f0d160a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3497/3811358641_906f0d160a_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/the-old-coffee-pot-restaurant-new-orleans"&gt;The Old Coffee Pot Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;, where I had the crab &amp; corn bisque and Hayley ate a shrimp po'boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3812073490_c7d8758310_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2484/3812073490_c7d8758310_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3812175188_3484793e0d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3583/3812175188_3484793e0d_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the requisite parting shot of Bourbon, now complete with three(!) Larry Flynt establishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3568/3812078076_375db4b36f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3568/3812078076_375db4b36f_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view all of the New Orleans pics, go to our &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/micandjimi/sets/72157621888681121/detail/"&gt;Flickr site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-5067358199143584601?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-orleans-day-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-6458323328024111756</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:51:25.543-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>travel</category><title>New Orleans - Day 1</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q87s-gNsd-c/SoG5AqXozlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/63ZsMULEusI/s1600-h/2633205702_b3fa55f25f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q87s-gNsd-c/SoG5AqXozlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/63ZsMULEusI/s320/2633205702_b3fa55f25f_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368775651826912850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nonsensebird/"&gt;nonsense bird&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Orleans has always been a favorite town of mine, and when Hayley suggested we visit our friend there (the weekend before my 40th birthday no less), I was clapping my hands like a little girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorie and her boyfriend Chris know all of the cool local spots, and we immediately started off our culinary extravaganza at the po'boy institution  &lt;a href="http://www.parkwaybakeryandtavernnola.com/"&gt;Parkway Bakery &amp;amp; Tavern&lt;/a&gt;.  Forgot my camera for this one, but the oyster po'boy looked just like the pic above, with fresh crusty french bread, golden fried oysters, and "dressed" with lettuce, tomatoes, pickles and mayo.  I would kill for a place like this in Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping our stuff off at &lt;a href="http://www.tripadvisor.com/Hotel_Review-g60864-d89150-Reviews-The_Omni_Royal_Crescent-New_Orleans_Louisiana.html"&gt;the hotel&lt;/a&gt; (stayed outside of the quarter to avoid the inflated prices), we headed down Chartres for a drink.  Things were in full swing, since it was the day of the &lt;a href="http://nolareddress.tumblr.com/"&gt;Red Dress Run&lt;/a&gt;, a charity "run" (in the loosest sense of the word) put on by the N.O. Hash House Harriers, self described as "a drinking club with a running problem".  Managed to get a quick blurry pic of some of the participants with required red dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2664/3812104964_b7d5292301_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2664/3812104964_b7d5292301_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorie and Hayley pondering the Abita at &lt;a href="http://www.mollysatthemarket.net"&gt;Molly's&lt;/a&gt;, near the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/3812107838_0c42b77cb2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2460/3812107838_0c42b77cb2_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and Dorie have a car, so we were able to drive around some of the city and get a look at how the Katrina reconstruction is progressing.  We checked out some of the galleries in the &lt;a href="http://wikitravel.org/en/New_Orleans/Bywater"&gt;Bywater district&lt;/a&gt;, and then when to a cute little restaurant called &lt;a href="http://www.elizabeths-restaurant.com/home"&gt;Elizabeth's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2554/3811293563_d176a03941_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2554/3811293563_d176a03941_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2601/3812112594_cd182f7cd6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2601/3812112594_cd182f7cd6_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth's is kind of like a relaxed semi-upscale down home cooking establishment, if that makes any sense.  I mean, where else can you have sautéed mahi-mahi with citrus buerre blanc &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; fried chicken &amp;amp; collard greens &lt;a href="http://www.elizabeths-restaurant.com/dinner_menu"&gt;on the same menu&lt;/a&gt;?  We all shared our dishes, which was a good thing since my fried chicken plate turned out to be an entire half of a bird.  You can see the remnants of our meal below... seared scallops with a buttery sauce, steak in a chimichurri, sweet potato fries, collard greens, beets and some of the best damn stewed cabbage I've ever had.  I might have to write Gourmet magazine and see if they can get and print the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/3812116472_c2af10ac1c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/3812116472_c2af10ac1c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3811298591_fe77593e6c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3526/3811298591_fe77593e6c_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop for the day was the funky wine bar &lt;a href="http://bacchanalwine.com/"&gt;Bacchanal&lt;/a&gt;.  It's really more of a wine shop, but they allow you to buy bottles and take them out on the back patio.  There were a couple of classical guitarists playing, and the torch lighting with the jungle like vegetation created a nice ambiance.  Once again, I wish we had places like this in Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2617/3812118532_9eba3d3a88_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2617/3812118532_9eba3d3a88_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3812120390_16e5791bee_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3552/3812120390_16e5791bee_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view all of the New Orleans pics, go to our &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/micandjimi/sets/72157621888681121/detail/"&gt;Flickr site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-6458323328024111756?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-orleans-day-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q87s-gNsd-c/SoG5AqXozlI/AAAAAAAAAjc/63ZsMULEusI/s72-c/2633205702_b3fa55f25f_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-1955662897131503347</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 00:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T20:14:05.158-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>poultry</category><title>Behold...</title><description>... Jimi's BBQ hot wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2644/3760268172_0026782a0e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2644/3760268172_0026782a0e_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-1955662897131503347?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/07/behold.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-4019589512577960165</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:52:53.004-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>home and garden</category><title>Squirrel on a Hot Bark Tree</title><description>The squirrels must have been really hot this Sunday afternoon.  They kept digging out holes in the dirt below the tree and lying down in them.  One of them finally just spread eagle at the base and lay there for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2552/3759457989_1a15d8c75c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2552/3759457989_1a15d8c75c_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-4019589512577960165?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/07/squirrel-on-hot-bark-tree.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4121562177956976688.post-6748865942171466929</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 00:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T19:53:33.873-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dogs</category><title>Karma on the Couch</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3430/3759462747_7615bdb690_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3430/3759462747_7615bdb690_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4121562177956976688-6748865942171466929?l=thelobsterpile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thelobsterpile.blogspot.com/2009/07/karma-on-couch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mic and Jimi)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>