I’m with ya. The holidays are done and the (over) indulging on just about everything has you feeling like a big fatty McFat fat. I get it. Drinking is fun…and sometimes needed during the holidays. Eating rich, fatty, carb-loaded foods at all hours without regard for your own well-being is awesome. But, of course, we know this type of behavior cannot sustain itself. We have clothes we like to wear and these eating/drinking habits are making us angry at said clothes for not fitting anymore. Aside from the fact that directing hate toward an inanimate object is just weird and deserving of medication, we can’t just throw money at a new wardrobe every year because we can’t stop our waistline from expanding faster than the universe (NERD ALERT!!!). It’s time to do your body and your favorite pair of jeans a favor. Cook up some low-cal deliciousness (yes, it’s possible) and I’m here to help. Continue reading
For those of us who buck trends, think outside the box, live the life of a rebel and cause all sorts of head-scratching social mayhem by not being a part of all the New Years Eve riff-raff and enjoy a (many) cocktail in the comfort of our own home with a carefully selected group of friends/family…I have a drink for your impressively refined taste.
THE MAPLE OLD FASHIONED
- 2 oz of good bourbon (I dig Bulleit)
- 1 tsp Dark Amber Maple Syrup (if I catch you using Mrs. Butterworth, you’re gonna get blacklisted)
- 2 dashes Angostura Bitters
- 2 dashes Orange Bitters
- 1 Maraschino Cherry
- Orange or Lemon twist (totally optional, but it looks pretty and does add flavor)
- Ice (ice baby)
With all the traveling I’ve done over the last few weeks, I realize it’s been a little while since I’ve imparted my Food Brews Beats wisdom with you beautiful people. Well, dry those pretty li’ll eyes of yours, ‘cuz I’m back and I’m ready to write!
I’m envisioning some old-timey lookin’ candy shoppe on some rich-ass street corner in Greenwich, CT called the “Au Courant Candissery” or something equally ridiculous where only descendants of the royal Sir Date McStuffin are allowed to lay their eyes on the hand etched recipe without risk of their face melting like Arnold Toht at the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark.
When I last posted about Vegas, we were on day 1 of 3 and we hadn’t left Henderson yet. Since it was a very quick trip (and the wife was there for work, anyway) we didn’t go for the “WOOOO HOOOOO VEGAS” type of vibe. While we did venture into Vegas proper, we actually stayed away from the strip and explored more of the “real Vegas” (as our friends Pam and Jim have put it). Continue reading
(Full Disclosure: This was supposed to be posted on Monday. Vegas has a way of making you forget to do stuff.)
Sunday in Vegas. My wife has a shoot with Butch Harmon for Winn Grips on Monday out at Rio Secco, so I’m tagging along. Since we have the day to ourselves, and it’s football season, the plan is simple. Find a the best place to watch the games with the best beer selection. My wife doesn’t like beer, but as long as there’s a full bar, she’s completely content. Shouldn’t be overly difficult to find a match here in Vegas.
Big problem. The Las Vegas Rock n Roll Marathon is today. We’re staying at the Green Valley Ranch in Henderson, so this means there is absolutely no way we’re getting anywhere near the strip. Ok. Don’t panic. Time to improvise.
Sidebar: Watching football out west is just plain weird. Kickoff is at 10am, so if you’re not careful, you’re acting stupid before lunch. Continue reading
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Still have some of that pork left? Good. It’s sammy time.
I came up with this one by trial and error. Different rolls, different cheeses, different accoutrements, etc, etc, etc. Let’s keep it real though. You could just put this pork on a shoe covered in cheese and it would still be good…but I digress… Continue reading