I love pretzels but have never made them. Since our trip to Germany I’ve been meaning to make some. Today I did.
Recipe courtesy of Alton Brown.
For the Steelers game, we got burgers from Shake Shack, our customer service idol Danny Meyer’s burger place that recently opened in Seattle. The burger had local favorite Beecher’s Cheese on it. The burger is really good, despite the hype — meat was well-cooked, had a salty flavor, bread was light but held up. It’s flavorful but not filling. If I could criticize it I would, but I I can’t. It wasn’t OMG level but it was fun to eat.
After this unbelievable flawless Steelers 52-21 win, I may have to make Shake Shack a Steelers tradition!
7 Steelers players scored TDs, 5 sacks, 2 forced turnovers, most points ever scored by the Steelers at Heinz Field, perfect QB rating for Ben, just 1 penalty (after being the most-penalized team in the league all season). That was the most lopsided NFL game I’ve seen in a long time. And I loved all but the first few minutes of it!
I rode my 500th Peloton ride this morning. It’s only been 101 days since my 400th because they’ve changed the schedules, at least at the 6:30am time slot, to have more shorter classes. So now I usually do two 20-minute or one 30-minute and one 10-minute instead of one 45-minute ride.
I’m 49 today. I did nothing today, which feels like what I should do but is difficult for me. I drank coffee, read news, listened to music, tried to read a book.
My traditional birthday steak dinner and German Chocolate cake:
I had an Optimism Forward with dinner which is soooo good.
It seems like my 40s flew by. When I started my 40s, Havana was 2.5 years old and a few months from potty-training, Hudson was 1 and just started walking, Eva was more than a year from being born, Illy was still alive, we still lived on Vashon Island and were designing a new house that was never built, my dad had a cancer scare, the world was a year into an economic recovery from the biggest worldwide economic collapse in history and Obama was in his first year of his Presidency.
Hudson and Bowie trick-or-treating:
Eva & Iris:
Once again, we served candy to kids and beer to adults. Jon & Megan and Emmarie came over, Maddie hung out and a bunch of neighbors made it a little party on the patio.
Havana went out with her friends. Jon, Megan and I took Hudson, Eva and Emmarie to the 16th/17th/18th Avenue houses before Hudson and Eva split because Eva and her friends didn’t like the scary houses.
Havana was a broken doll, Hudson was in a Chubb suit and Eva was a zombie. I dressed up as Brett “I like beer” Kavanaugh (suit, blue tie, calendar that somehow disproves my attempted rape) and Gay was Dr Christine Blasey Ford. My costume did not go over well, I encountered several angry people. It’s Halloween, it’s supposed to scare you! There is such a thing as being too liberal and Seattle is that.
I don’t like the Smoke Bush tree in our yard but the leaves are pretty cool.
Tonight was the Stevens Fall Social, aka the Halloween party.
Iris & Eva:
Colby, Hudson & Bowie:
Kristin & Gay (wo)manning a prize booth:
Photos courtesy of Justin.
Gay and Kristin took the kids to the pumpkin patch.
I stayed home in a quiet house and read while also watching the Browns lose, the Ravens lose and, later, the Bengals lose. The Steelers did well for themselves this week rising to the top position in the AFC North, without even playing!
Why I was shocked: I took her there on one of our first dates because I liked the history of it. Her mood during dinner made me think it was our last date. I later found out that she was insulted that I took her to such an uncool place. In fact, she has often expressed her disappointment about it ever since. I never understood why she hated it so, the food was fine, the decor was classic and the building is stately. But she was to never let me live it down. Ever since, I felt obligated to point it out when we’d drive by it and jokingly ask if she wanted to go there, which always elicited an exasperated gasp from her. To make the place even more memorable and determined to turn it into a positive, when I proposed to her my plan, if she said yes, was to go there for a celebratory dinner. I did propose, she did say yes, but we went to one of our old favorites Dahlia Lounge instead (and had a disappointing dinner and have never been back).
Gay may have finally come to terms with my infamous Queen City mistake.