Life with the_dark_snack
Actually, this is a two-part post. The first, before I forget it:
Doug and Carlotta go to the theatre
the_dark_snack and I went to review three live stage shows last weekend (a perk of my job) and at one, after we had found our seats, I made an interesting discovery. A season ticket-renewal envelope was taped to a nearby seat, and I recognized the names on it. This couple are legends in the local 4-H scene, having been popular club leaders for many many years.
However, the wife hasn't had a very good opinion of me. Some years ago she really got upset at how I edited a club meeting report -- no more severely than any other club's, but still, it wasn't exactly what she turned in. Since then, I've gotten nothing from her club. So, this could be awkward, if she found herself sitting just a couple of seats away from someone she probably hates.
I don't think this couple knows my face, nor expects me to be at an Indianapolis theatre, so I suggested that if they never hear my name, they won't be the wiser. Thus Snack decided to call me "Doug Brown," who works for a newspaper in an entire other part of the state -- like Evansville.
It also occurred to me that these older people might also be the kind who usually don't take well to Snack's boisterous laugh -- and we were there to see a comedy. So she chose the alias "Carlotta."
The couple about which I was concerned then took their seats, hardly noticing us. And all during the wait for the first act, and during intermission, Snack took great pleasure in constantly calling me "Doug."
She liked it so much, that she decided we'd be Doug and Carlotta at the next show later that day -- even though the staff and cast already knew us.
Now, it looks like Doug and Carlotta will be going out again tomorrow night, because John and Gwen don't like "Rogers and Hammerstein's Cinderella," which is what is opening. This production is putting a little twist on the musical by casting the Ugly Stepsisters with men, so it might not be all bad.
Part the second:
The girl who played with fire
I got a call last night at work from Dark Snack, saying she had made a tiiiny little error while making dinner. She was making Swedish meatballs, and thought she was putting in two and a half heaping spoons of smoked Spanish paprika, but had gotten the Pennzy's bags mixed up and instead put in that amount of medium-hot chili powder.
So, Swedish by way of Tijuana.
She put in extra sour cream to balance things out, and said it turned out pretty good. I tried it when I got home -- and had the leftovers this evening -- and it did turn out all right, if you don't mind the tongue tingling a bit.
Perhaps she can work it out into an on-purpose recipe -- Meatballs Carlotta, anyone?
Doug and Carlotta go to the theatre
the_dark_snack and I went to review three live stage shows last weekend (a perk of my job) and at one, after we had found our seats, I made an interesting discovery. A season ticket-renewal envelope was taped to a nearby seat, and I recognized the names on it. This couple are legends in the local 4-H scene, having been popular club leaders for many many years.
However, the wife hasn't had a very good opinion of me. Some years ago she really got upset at how I edited a club meeting report -- no more severely than any other club's, but still, it wasn't exactly what she turned in. Since then, I've gotten nothing from her club. So, this could be awkward, if she found herself sitting just a couple of seats away from someone she probably hates.
I don't think this couple knows my face, nor expects me to be at an Indianapolis theatre, so I suggested that if they never hear my name, they won't be the wiser. Thus Snack decided to call me "Doug Brown," who works for a newspaper in an entire other part of the state -- like Evansville.
It also occurred to me that these older people might also be the kind who usually don't take well to Snack's boisterous laugh -- and we were there to see a comedy. So she chose the alias "Carlotta."
The couple about which I was concerned then took their seats, hardly noticing us. And all during the wait for the first act, and during intermission, Snack took great pleasure in constantly calling me "Doug."
She liked it so much, that she decided we'd be Doug and Carlotta at the next show later that day -- even though the staff and cast already knew us.
Now, it looks like Doug and Carlotta will be going out again tomorrow night, because John and Gwen don't like "Rogers and Hammerstein's Cinderella," which is what is opening. This production is putting a little twist on the musical by casting the Ugly Stepsisters with men, so it might not be all bad.
Part the second:
The girl who played with fire
I got a call last night at work from Dark Snack, saying she had made a tiiiny little error while making dinner. She was making Swedish meatballs, and thought she was putting in two and a half heaping spoons of smoked Spanish paprika, but had gotten the Pennzy's bags mixed up and instead put in that amount of medium-hot chili powder.
So, Swedish by way of Tijuana.
She put in extra sour cream to balance things out, and said it turned out pretty good. I tried it when I got home -- and had the leftovers this evening -- and it did turn out all right, if you don't mind the tongue tingling a bit.
Perhaps she can work it out into an on-purpose recipe -- Meatballs Carlotta, anyone?