Chaos Friday


The day after Thanksgiving at my parent’s house: Happy chaos.

Earlier, we went shopping.  Right now, we’re dancing, eating, watching a movie and singing karaoke in Spanish. All at once.

To top it all off, my Mom-in-law Linda, niece Olivia and I just initiated some experimental cookery, based on a Facebook video, for these little brie and cranberry baked hors d’oeuvres.

The Facebook Teaser Video

The video doesn’t actually provide a written recipe but the time-ramped demonstration displays the steps and ingredients (set to a zippy tune), so we grabbed what we thought we needed at Wallyworld earlier in the day, and just decided we’d dive in to the culinary unknown.

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Ingredients: wheel of Brie, chopped pecans, cranberry sauce, fresh rosemary and crescent roll dough.

As we interpreted from the video: Grease a mini muffin tin. (We used the Pam Olive Oil spray.) Crack open a can of crescent rolls and spread out the dough as a long rectangle on a lightly floured surface.

We used a rolling pin to blend together the perforated edges to give a smooth sheet, then we cut them into 24 *roughly* equal squares, which we tucked into each cup of the muffin tin.

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Chop up the Brie into little cubes, then place one into each cup on top of the crescent dough square.

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Top with cranberry sauce, chopped pecans, and a sprig of rosemary.

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Bake in a 375 degree oven for 15 minutes, then take them out and let them cool for a few seconds (they’re super hot!!!)

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Inhale!

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As if I haven’t had enough food over the past two days, but still: yummm.  This was fun, especially doing it with my MIL and niece.

Seriously, such a lovely day – I can’t believe it’s over already!  I hope y’all had a wonderful celebration, too, with folks you love and love to be with!

Thanksgiving Eve

So thrilled and thankful to be home with my whole family!  It’s been a crazy but good week.

Another nine-hour drive today, but finally united with the folks I love and a chance to relax and just enjoy time being with them.

And look!  David won a dog, too!

And the Great Pie Caper Continues…

Oh, yeah, I renamed it “The Great Pie Caper of 2018.”  Sounds a little more exciting.

Yesterday, my business partner, Mike, and I journeyed over 300 miles (all within the confines of “Metro” Atlanta), to deliver pumpkin pies to our clients as a Thank You for letting us help them find their perfect home.

Today, we woke up, exhausted, but with 14 more pies to deliver.  We decided to split up – I took the North, he took the South.

At least it was a beautiful day for driving.

It was really awesome to see how our clients have settled in and made their new homes “their own.” From yard improvements, paint jobs and new furnishings, they’ve all updated their places to reflect their personalities.

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And their sense of humor.

(Oh, by the way, I won a dog!!!)

“We must have a pie. Stress cannot exist in the presence of a pie.”
David Mamet, Boston Marriage

The Great Pie Drop 2018

Today my business partner and I picked up 30 fresh-baked pumpkin pies and delivered them to clients we had helped to buy or sell a home this year.

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We’re the kind of realtors who make all we do about genuinely taking care of our clients – we go where they need us verses limiting ourselves to a certain neighborhood or area of town.  We’ve worked with people over the entire Metro Area this year, from Canton in the northern ‘burbs to Covington, down south.

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Today we drove almost 300 miles dropping off pies to our client list.  No kidding.  From 10 this morning until almost 10 tonight.

Some people weren’t home, but we did manage to catch up with about seven or eight of our clients and spend a few minutes with them before we were off to the next destination.  It was so wonderful to see them living in and loving their homes and so excited about the changes in their lives!

We’re definitely thankful for our wonderful clients – most who’ve become friends and part of our family.  Wishing them and you all a wonderful Thanksgiving!

 

Cat Rules 101 – Rule 374: Feline Fight Club

I’d like to resurrect a discussion, which has come to my attention, regarding one of the most important Cat Rules, and thus necessary to this primer.  I specifically mean Rule #374: Feline Fight Club.

But of course, the first rule of Feline Fight Club:

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You do not talk about Feline Fight Club.

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No matter how much cats fight, there always seem to be plenty of kittens.
– Abraham Lincoln

Happy Anniversary, Baby

Cheers to my good friend , Yu Kai Lin on the 10th Anniversary of his art gallery, Kai Lin Art.

Amazing night with works from 60 different artists spanning 10 years worth of shows.

Thrilled to support our friend and see some incredible local art! Here’s to the next 10 and then, Yu Kai Lin!

::all our love, KAVID::

A Hellacious Belle’s Guide to Sips and Vittles of the Modern South: N is for Nashville Hot Chicken

nashvillehotHey guys!  We’re back today with the Hellacious Belle’s guide to Southern Food and Bevs, ’cause whoo hoo!  We just got us a Hattie B’s in the ATL and I wanted to share.

Hattie B’s is a purveyor of Nashville Hot Chicken, which is a type of fried chicken made famous in the Music City, that’s marinated in spices, crispy fried and sauced again with a pepper-based paste.

Nashville Hot Chicken is usually served with white bread and some pickle chips and ranges from mild, “Southern” heat to “Burn Notice” style, STCU.

Our branch of Hatti B’s has been open maybe a month or two but the lines are still wrapped around the block at lunch and dinner.  I’ll pass for now on a wait for a plate and instead try my luck making my own fiery fried cluck, with a recipe courtesy of the Food Network.

In a way that somebody else converts to Judaism or becomes a Hare Krishna, I belong to the church of fried chicken. – Padma Lakshmi

Cat Rules 101 – Rule 417

The other day, I shared with you Cat Rule 417, which addresses the ratio of unsolicited feline affection to the amount of black clothing worn by the feline’s human.  Corollary 1 of this rule further enhances the proportionate values by cost and use proximity.

Human and Feline interaction preceding the exercise of Corollary 2 of Cat Rule 417

I would like to add Corollary 2 to Cat Rule 417:

In circumstances of extreme need (such as the human wearing an all black dress, tights and coat on the way out the door for an important function) the feline can actually project hairs from their body like miniature javelins at recorded distances as great as fifty feet to adorn the clothing of their human.

Scientific illustration of cat hair projectiles by source and direction

This is an atavistic response honed through generations of self-imposed, selective breeding as a means to preserve the comfort and lifestyle of the species, by warning off predatory cats from poaching or impeding the cat’s human and perhaps impacting, even in the smallest of ways, the timely service of meals and scheduled applications of due affection.

It is to be noted that this redistribution of strand assets, resulting in the  “branding” of the human, is accompanied by an almost imperceptible “poof.”

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“Poof.”

Dogs have owners, cats have staff. ~Author Unknown