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For the love of all that is holy, give me a treat

You see that blue thing he is so comfortably sleeping on…Yes, that thing, you can’t miss it…it’s obstructing his face. You see? Okay. That blue thing is what we put treats in for Spot. So, his way of letting us know that he wants a treat is throwing this blue thing in our laps ALL DAY. I am pretty sure at this point he had been ignored by his humans and this is the…”maybe I’ll just (yawn, chew, chew) lay here and close my eyes for a second and get after them again in a just aaa…(yawn) few minutes or so.”

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He Said. She Said. – What female/male instincts, societal and/or natural, pressures do you feel in your relationship?

He Said

I’ve got to be the breadwinner. ‘She’ shouldn’t have to work so hard. If I were a better provider she could do something she really loves. If I’d work a little harder we could do all the things we’d ever dreamed. I should bring home the bacon, fry it up in a pan. And I really wish I could. Cuz, we love bacon.

- Jack

She Said

Sure. I’ll admit it. I have an instinct that says ‘I want to be taken care of by my man while I tend to the home and family.’ It’s not a dominant instinct but it is there and I am not sure where it exactly comes from. Is it my personality, upbringing, society or maybe it was handed down by the hunters and gathers living in caves eating dinosaurs? Tastes like chicken.

I will say it is natural for me to be motherly and be a care giver to people I love. It is an overwhelming feeling I have to make Jack and Spot comfortable and happy. When work gets to be too busy and Jack ends up picking up most of the slack, I miss it in a way and wish I was doing it. Yes, I said it. It’s in writing. Jack will never let me forget it. Curse you blog and your questions!!

With all that said, this motherly instinct is about wanting to be the boss and having things just how I want them. Am I right? Or am I right?

-Jill

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Date Night Idea | Recreating A Restaurant Favorite At Home

We swear we followed the directions. 

One of our favorite restaurants is in Denver Colorado called Vesta Dipping Grill.  Not only do they have a wide selection of proteins; seared tuna, grilled lamb, smoked duck, of course chicken, and my favorite madras grilled venison.  They have vegetarian choices as well. *suppress yawn* 

What makes Vesta Dipping Grill unique however is, you guessed it, the dipping.  My G’d the dipping.

To accompany your entrée you select three dipping sauces from over 36 dipping sauces (37) in three categories: Sweet, Savory, Spicy with names like Blake St. BBQ, Wasabi Cream Sauce, Steuben’s Chimichurri. 

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Each dipping sauce, and they make pairing suggestions for you if you’d like, creates a completely unique experience for every bite. Many times the dipping changes your meal into a completely new dish.

The reason we bring this up is because one dipping sauce stood out from the rest.  The almighty “Black Pepper Aioli.”

Just hand us each a spoon.

And so we set out.  The directions were easy enough.

  • six cloves garlic: pressed.  
  • two yokes: yoked.  
  • olive oil: half cupped.
  • pepper
  • simple - blend garlic and yokes. drizzle oil.  constant beating until thick.  Add pepper

What’s to mess up?  ’Parently plenty.

All we could taste was the burn of raw garlic swimming in a mess of a mayonaise.  Our Aioli sauce had an outcome that the recipes didn’t mention.  It sucked balls.  We added more oil. Wrong.

We wish we had a better outcome to report. We did try again and simply cut the garlic in half. Nope.  Still sucked.

The only thing we can think of, cuz we’ll be trying this again, is our choice of olive oil.  We think we bought a cheap brand.  Garlic is garlic.  Egg yoke is egg yoke.  But oil… there’s the rub.

We went with Extra Virgin First Cold Press.  For those that make this well (and you’re probably not reading my post about it anyway) you may recognize this as my mistake.  To be determined.  For we are determined.  To make my Black Pepper Aioli Sauce NOT blow.

Wine was good – that’s what’s really important. 

We want to hear from you! Tell us how it went for you on making a restaurant favorite! :)  

He Said. She Said. “When do you announce you’re pregnant?”

 

He Said            

If it’s my wife, 14 weeks. If it’s a mistress, as long I can keep it under wraps while I figure a way to make certain that it’s mine because she’s pulled this shit on me before.

- Jack

      She Said            

12 weeks is standard, but I would tell someone very close to me right away. I would want my close someone there to help me through if something were to happen, just like they are there for everything else.

Mind you this person has to have a proven track record of keeping secrets and could emotionally handle whatever you throw at them.

And Family, I know what you are thinking and no we are not. I’ll have plenty of wine on our next visit just to prove to you, but only for that reason and absolutely no other.

-Jill

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