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May 15, 2003

Weeping Radish Weizen

Beer of the night, and the beer with the most head per ounce poured that I have ever seen. It was frikkin' annoying, waiting for the head to die down. I actually started in on the Weizen a couple of nights ago, and found the amount of foam so unbelievable that I put off posting about it, as I assumed that the first beer or two were not necessarily representative of the brew as a whole. The more fool me. I'm on number 6, and irregardless of the glass shape or pour method, this sucker foams up like a rabid Lassie. It's a decent enough brew once the foam dies away, but I prefer not having to wait 15 bloody minutes before I can drink my beer. So I drank a Baron while I waited, and all was well.

No idea what the beer of tomorrow night will be. I'm fresh out of unmentioned alcohol, unless one counts the Michelob Light, and I don't. It's there for houseguests with an uneducated palate, not for me. Ngnat and I looked for a likely candidate for BOTN while we were at Food Lion tonight, but that store's idea of an exotic beer is Yuengling. 10 year ago they would have been correct, or at least more correct than they are now. Not that there's anything wrong with Yuengling. It's an excellent beer, you should drink some. But when I go out looking for beer, I'm most interested in new to me, not new to N.C.

We were at Food Lion because I had developed a craving for massive amounts of garlic, and Food Lion was right next to the Italian restaurant I had chosen to satisfy the craving, Pulcinella's. While my takeout Spaghetti alla BellaDonna was being prepared, Ngnat and I filled the skimpy grocery list the Sainted Wife had filled out.

I love the Spaghetti alla BellaDonna, if it's got less than 3 cloves of sauteed garlic in it then I'll eat.....another clove of garlic to make up the difference. The portion was kind of small though, so I suspect next time I'll attempt to make it myself. It appears to be garlic sauteed in olive oil, with pine nuts, raisins and Gaeta olives added at some point, poured over al dente spaghetti and garnished with fresh parmesan. Shouldn't take more than 15 minutes, tops.

I'll may have to make something different for the wife; I can't remember if she can't eat garlic ever, or if she can't eat garlic now because she's pregnant. She's not quite the fan I am of it in any case. Ngnat decimated the portion I gave her tonight, so at least one other member of the family can stink along with dad.

She had her bath tonight, so stink along time was necessarily brief. She's gotten to the point in the tub where we feel we can leave her for limited amounts of time. Not for long, as drowning is still the leading cause of death for kids under 5, but long enough for the wife and I to take care of sundry tasks, such as email and litter boxes.

Yes, we know about pregnant women and little boxes. Just one other reason for me to glare at the cats.

One of us eventually bathes her, and by one of us I mean not me. I don't get her clean enough, or so I am told, despite singing

I'm going to wash that man right out of my hair.
I'm going to wash that man right out of my hair.
I'm going to wash that man right out of my hair,
And send him on his wa-ay!

in an off-key falsetto as I shampoo the locks and tresses with the toddler-approved purple shampoo. Not the green shampoo; never the green shampoo. That shampoo has been cast into the outer darkness, where it resides with the Blue's Clues toothpaste.

So the Sainted Wife bathes Ngnat, and I dry and brush her hair, then Sainted Wife dresses her torso and brushes her teeth. Then I read books, then SW reads books, then bedtime is come, at least on a normal night. Tonight Ngnat slipped on the linoleum on the way out of the bathroom and cracked her head on the door.

No blood, many tears, assuaged only by my presentation to her of a beach towel printed in puppies, which she wrapped herself in before watching American Idol in the big bed with Mommy and Daddy. We agreed, she and I, that Tamyra Gray's phrasing on "Somewhere over the Rainbow" sucked ass, and that Justin had funny hair. SW said we shouldn't say "suck ass", and so we didn't.

At least I didn't.

Posted by Bigwig at May 15, 2003 12:30 AM | TrackBack
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