thanksgiving weekend and the greatest food invention to date.

ok. so i mainly did nothing. i worked a little, but i pretty much sat around facebooking for 4 days straight, i did alot of hanging out too, and watched a bunch of riff trax movies. i went to erin's house for thanksgiving and it was delicious. i made a pecan pie and erin made the turkey and some green beans, both kickass, and madalyn made sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes. both also kickass, specially the sweet potatoes. she made some sort of streusel topping for them and they were wicked tasty. erin made the green beans with some wine and other stuff and those were out of control. the turkey was supermoist and done right. after that we went to see australia. its the movie by the guy that did 3 movies i really hate. i was really worried there was going be a bunch of singing and dancing and shit, but it turns out there was a mixed aborigine kid who had puppydog eyes and made you want to cry alot. also it had nicole kidman and her strangely formed low ass and hugh jackman looking like a mel brooks version of clint eastwood.

...so today at work i was packaging the cannoli cream and afterwards i was eating the leftovers on the spatula. and i thought to myself, man, this would be good if i could like drink it. and it dawned upon me that i could, in fact, drink a cannoli if i made it into a milkshake. so i waited all day and as soon as i got off work i bought a bunch of cannoli from nick and i went to jasie and mylee's house and we made friggin cannoli milkshakes! my fellow people, its the most greatest thing i've ever put in my mouth. we crushed up the shells and spooned the cream into the blender on top of ice cream and milk. seriously, go find your favorite cannoli and do this.
its a commandment!

gloria's little italy

over on 3rd southin provo. me and erin went there the other night. turns out erin loves food too. she's got no problem splitting whatever she's eating with me. so i had half the caruso sandwich; eggplant and fresh moz. and half of their machiavelli sandwhich; fried chicken with a pomorola (sp? it was red and had lotsa stuff in it.) sauce and moz. super good. i kinda wished the eggplant had been grilled or fried. you get different and more interesting flavors when you fry or grill stuff. whatever, it was still good. one of the kids working there that night had on this crazy like american apparel ad outfit, you know, where the photographer is a pedophile and wants to make the models look as skeezy and teenagery as possible? anyway, so this girl was wearing something like that and it creeped me right the hell out. we got a cannoli too. wasn't as good as nicolitalia's, they put those weird candy cherries on it and it had chocolate chips in it. not a fan. go get a cannoli from nicolitalia if you want good cannoli around here. craphead margaret says they're some of the best cannoli she's ever had and she should know, she's a world traveller. so i trust her. after that we went to muse for a bit, i left, because was gonna go hang out with my friend gheybin and watch a movie. we ended up cuddling and it ruled, mainly because i love cuddling more than anything. 'cept maybe eating.

south of the border

slow day. i didn't eat anything til about 12:30 today and i was dying by the time food actually entered the confines of my face. after math i went straight up to work because i was in a daze from finding out that i passed my math mid-term with a -c. go me. i've failed every math mid-term i've taken for the past like 5 years. after i got to work errin and i discussed getting lunch before going to see julian cardonas lecture today. errin had to run some errands and then go pick up vegor (her husband) then were were going to go to the cafeteria. so i, like most days, squandered my time looking at craigslist and the goner-board til she got back. we went over to the cafeteria and met up with tiffany and vegor and scott carrier walked over to say hello. liz b stopped and chatted for a sec too. we talked about music and books. igot the beef enchilada. they ran out of beans as soon as i stepped up to make my order so i had to eat an enchilada with rice. the enchilada itself wasn't so bad, but the rice sucked the rivets off a pair of levis. totally got screwed on that one. then we went to see julian cardona speak. man, what a photographer. he's been documenting the bullshit in cuidad juarez for years now. previous to today i've seen his photos a few different times in a book about juarez that charles bowden co wrote. scary stuff. the lecture was ok, but if you know anything about scott carrier, he's all over the place (in every sense of the word), and julian cardona is the mexican scott carrier. after the lecture i walked back up to the office and settled back in for a few more hours of intense...work. at or near 4:30 i decided to go catch the bus and as i walked past the surplus lot i took a few photos of my crime scene. and just like every other day it looks like an unaccounted for pile of scrap and salvage. way to go guys. i feel bad for the guy managing the lot because his superiors are dragging their feet on getting a fence or some sort of theft deterrent up (like an actual warehouse...or a no trespassing sign). after i caught the bus i met maggot at nicolitalia for an early dinner, consisting of a chicken pesto pizza and cannoli. i love their pesto. its a creamy pesto and i love it. the only drawback to eating this particular pizza is the enormous amounts of garlic he puts on. like i dig on garlic, but this ia a bit much. i usually have a stomach ache a few hours after eating this thing. like right now. i have a bellyache and i blame nicolitalia. after nicolitalia we went to y house so i could get the book on the plague and then we headed over to brett and hiro's house to drop off the flyers for the show and then headed on over to maggots to do "homework". so far i've red about 2 pages about the plague and i still think the brits are retards. for three hundred years the plague killed millions of people all over europe, and the brits thought that covering your mouth would do the trick. that, and praying. i'm down with praying, but this calls for a bit more action. after a while i called jasie and asked if she could cut my hair since i'm going to court tomorrow, and i don't want to look like every other inbred in the room. while i was getting my hair cut annalisa made chocolate milkshakes and gave me one. it was tasty, and drinkable. (one day i'll dedicate an entire post about the cultural food differences in the state of utah) and then i went back over to maggots. i have a cannoli with my name on it waiting to be inserted into the hole on the front side of my face. adios jotos.