Can you believe it’s September???? Does this surprise you as much as it does me???? And why am I using multiple question marks???? I have no idea. Other than I’m truly gobsmacked September is here and I’m not ready to let go of summer – can I just get an ‘amen?!’ It’s still hot and humid and because the Winter of 2013-14 was so. very. long., I’ve got a death-grip on summer and will not release her until Mother Nature pries summer from my slightly wrinkled, tightly-clenched fist, one finger at a time. Even then, I predict I’ll drag myself into fall kicking and screaming.
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Musical pairing – Luck Be a Lady by Frank Sinatra
This is going to be one of those cut-to-the-chase posts primarily because I just discovered the recipe last night and because this little number is quite decadent!
You are in for a treat because July 7th was World Chocolate Day – who knew? To celebrate, Debra and I tried to think of something chocolate to make and share with everyone. But, I was torn. I’ve been anxious to share a video that we shot last summer with head brewer Caleb Staton of Upland Brewing Co. in Bloomington, Indiana; in fact, their Wheat Ale was one of the first Indiana beers Debra tried several years ago, and we’ve both been fans every since – check out my Shandy post.
I recently had the pleasure of sitting down for a chat with Dr. Dom Caristi, one of The Professor’s colleagues at Ball State University; Dom and his wife, Kim are also good friends of ours and they fed us a wonderful dinner that evening. I asked Dom to share his experiences about his Italian heritage and what he observed while teaching in Macerata (MAH-chuh-RAH-tuh), Italy in 2008. I do hope you’ll take the time to listen – Dom is both entertaining and knowledgeable about the food culture in Italy – he has some great stories to tell!
Musical pairing – Fever by Beyoncé Knowles
I SCREAM, YOU SCREAM, WE ALL SCREAM FOR ICE CREAM!!!! Did you ever scream those words as a kid? I sure did! Was there an ice cream truck meandering through your neighborhood throughout the summer? As a child, I remember hearing the tinkling of that bell and everyone would stop whatever it was we were doing and run hell-bent into the house (I’m certain we didn’t look both ways for cars) asking, begging, mom and dad for money so we could get ice cream. I always chose the ‘Creamsicle’, my brother always wanted one of those red, white and blue rocketpops, my dad would flip between the Creamsicle and a Fudgesicle, I don’t remember what my mom or my sister chose . . . but my heart belonged to the Creamsicle – dreamy, creamy vanilla and orange swirls . . . ooooo this just takes me back . . . They still have ice cream trucks but I believe they’re all motorized now; whizzing through neighborhoods so fast it’s impossible for any kid to catch them – and I’m betting they don’t get much in sales.