Sweatin' Out the Turkey

Last I left you, I was on my way to a yoga class in Alexandria on Friday. I always love to go to yoga after Thanksgiving and sweat out all the turkey. It's my own little tradition. By now, I've been to a few other Bikram studios, but I gotta say I love my studio in Harlem. One thing I love about Harlem is we're all so comfortable with each other. We have people of all shapes and sizes wearing their skimpy little outfits (it IS hot after all) and no one bats an eye. When I visit other studios, that's not the case. The only people in their skimpy little outfits are the women with perfect tans and perfect abs and everyone else is pretty covered. I even noticed that when I was in Spain, which I thought was very strange. It made me feel like such an outsider. The class in Alexandria was good and I definitely needed it, but it wasn't like home.

The rest of the weekend was spent eating more food (gotta finish off those leftovers!) and hanging out with Josh's family. We even walked around old town Alexandria, which is just the cutest place ever. We headed back to New York on Saturday and I finished my weekend with (what else?) a visit to Bikram Yoga Harlem. It's good to be home.

Turkey coma

Thanksgiving dinner yesterday was pretty darn good. Our favorite part of the meal was Bob.

We bought him at Whole Foods!
(Just to clarify, that was a joke. We just ate turkey and potatoes and stuffing, like normal people.)

Now I'm off to yoga to sweat out the turkey and gravy. I bet you the hot room will smell like Thanksgiving all over again!

Making cookies! Making cookies! Cookie time!

(Name that tune, and you win a BIG HUG!!!)

PS I took this picture on my snazzy new iPhone. Nice, huh?

I realized that sometimes when I'm done with yoga, I smell like a wet dog. If you've ever had to smell me post-yoga, I'm very sorry.

That is all.

A Blonde Moment

Last night, I had a total blonde moment. I attempted to steam some vegetables, which I've done about a million times before, but this time the vegetables just weren't cooking. The stove was on. It was hot. Things were steaming. But the vegetables weren't cooking. Then it started smoking and I realized, I forgot to add water. That's like the number one (and only) component to steaming vegetables. I did this to my pot.

I must say that's an epic fail.

I’m sorry. I’ve been a little absent. Work has been all consuming and I’ve taken on a part time at home project, which leaves me very little time for blogging. I did have enough time to host an awesome wine party. Unfortunately there are very few pictures of the spread, mostly because it was consumed rather quickly. My personal favorites were the Thyme Gougeres that I got from Bon Appetit. They were like grown up, fancy cheese balls. Again, no pictures because they went straight from the oven to people’s mouths. You can find the recipe here. The recipe called for Gruyere, but that was one expensive cheese. I used Fontina and parmesan instead and they were light, airy and delightful. I highly recommend giving these a try at your next party.

In other news, I’ve been sticking with my less meat thing and I must say I’ve been enjoying it. It’s kind of fun to find new meatless recipes. This week was really the first time I’ve had much meat. I had meat three days in a row and I do feel different. My tummy is all gurgly and heavy. I think I’m going to give the meat a break for a while…at least until Thanksgiving.

*Swoon*

Ok. Allow me to talk about something that has nothing to do with ANYTHING for just a minute.

Yesterday, I was coming back from lunch and HE was coming out of the elevator.

Source

Unfortunately, he was wearing a shirt. At least it was a nice tight one.

The whole thing was like a movie where everything started moving in slow motion as he emerged from the elevator and walked past me. He’s GINORMOUS and it’s literally all muscle. My heart was pounding, I think I had my mouth wide open and was possibly drooling a little. He stood in the lobby to make a phone call and I think he saw me staring at him because he went to hide in the corner. I’m not one to drool over celebrities on TV, but he’s certainly impressive in person. I’ve seen and met my fair share of celebrities, but as New Yorkers, we like to pretend like we could care less. For the most part, they're just people like us. I've never had reaction like this before. Sure he's just a person, but he's a BEAUTIFUL person. If I wasn’t at work, I don’t know that I would have been able to contain myself. I'm sorry Josh, but if I ever get the chance, I WILL make out with him.

Needless to say, it made my day.