Well, it's 8:35 Austin time and I've finally got my room, internet access, and festival badge. Haven't had a chance to see any actual music yet, but I've certainly seen plenty of jaded industry types, giddy young music writers, and desperate publicists. I'm headed out into the evening to actually find some material on which to write, but in the meantime, I'll leave you with a quote from page 209 of Lone Star Swing, Duncan McLean's book on his travels through Texas searching for the original perf
Vanilla Coke is back!
You might not have realized that it went away, of course, especially if you eat regularly at Rubio's, the only major food chain to keep it on its soda fountains. But yeah, they replaced it with Black Cherry Vanilla a while back, which was decent but not as tasty. Now plain Vanilla has returned, along with Vanilla Coke Zero (which is basically Diet Vanilla Coke with one additional additive that I can't spell off the top of my head).
But as awesome as it is to have VC back
It's always tedious to hear health-freaks go on and on about the benefits of this or that special shake. But now there's a drink that gets right to the point, putting you to sleep all by itself.
(I thought such a thing already existed, and was called "whiskey." The things you learn in this job...)
So behold "dreamerz," billed as an "All Natural Sleep Beverage" and a "Dietary Supplement." The product's officially trademarked tagline is "Good Night, Better Day!", and the flavor, of course, is "c
It's pretty well-known that I'll go almost anywhere I'm invited if there's free food and booze, but some invites make more sense than others. Movie premieres, I understand. Art gallery openings, sure. But a meeting held by a package tour company to pitch their getaways to local travel agents? I mean, I don't make near enough money to afford African safaris or whatnot, especially since some of them cost as much as my rent for the entire year. And I'm fairly sure that most of you who pick our free
Ernest Miller is a cook at the Disneyland Resort who also blogs at Culinary Safaris and is enrolled alongside my chica in the Master Food Preserver that has me going to San Bernardino more times than any non-909er should ever have to. He has an interesting request for SAFII readers: anyone has loquats you can give him? As a final project for the class, Miller wants to make loquat barbecue sauce, loquat jam, loquat butter, loquat preserves, and loquat brandy. He has a loquat tree in his Whittier
It's a Red-Headed Slut with some Coke in it. Ha! The recipe is as follows: 1 oz peach schnapps, 1 oz Jagermeister, cranberry juice and a splash of Coca-Cola. This shot is a real gem for party girls and people wanting a good laugh. You can order them anywhere fine drinks are made. Have a great weekend!
Gustavo probably wouldn't have many kind things to say about the food at Ricardo's Place in San Juan Capistrano. It's one of those brightly-colored, family-friendly joints with big plates of just-ok-if-you-don't-know-any-better Mexican-American standards. For the record, I don't know any better, so it tastes pretty good to me. But forget about the food for a second, because the place has something better than bland burritos: cheap drinks.On each table, there's a card proclaiming, in classic M
Grace LeOh, Avalon Bar... home, sweet hole-in-the wall. Those of you familiar with this local dive already know at least two major details:1. Contrary to what the kitschy, light bulb-lined arrow pointing down at the bar's entrance may lead you to believe, this is place is no disco.2. This establishment doesn't serve hard liquor, so you can leave any hope of a vodka and Red Bull at the door.Now, detail number two might be a bit of a drag for those looking to
get trashed by 10 p.m., but it does