An Indian Dinner at Home

Last night David made us an Indian feast for dinner. I wasn't angry about it. We always enjoy going out to Indian restaurants, but this time Dave brought the Indian restaurant into our kitchen. He is a fabulous cook - I am one lucky girl!

Some noms to nom:

Chicken, cauliflower, green peppers, onions, tomatoes, and tikka masala cooking sauce, served with white rice, mango chutney and naan bread. It was delicious, made our apartment smell awesome, and he made enough that we have plenty for leftovers. Whoop!

Urban Outfitters Dust Nail Polish

I made my first-ever purchase from an Urban Outfitters the other day, picking up two new nail polishes.  I don't normally shop at Urban Outfitters, but there is a store just up the street from me now and they lured me inside with the "50% off sale" signs that were plastered all over their front door. I almost bought a really pretty green dress as well but decided there wasn't a great need for me to buy a tank top dress in Canada in mid-October.

My two new nail polishes are called Dust and Lollipop and I don't own anything like either of them - and I own a lot of nail polishes which may end up being blogged about pretty often.

I haven't tried Lollipop yet, but have been wearing Dust for a few days now. (Not because it's lasted that long; I just keep reapplying it because it's so cool to look at on my fingertips.) It's a mostly-clear, slightly blue-tinted base with a fine navy blue sparkle in it, infused with two other glitters - one fine (but not as fine as the blue sparkle) silver and one chunky silver.

The below picture shows what it looks like with 3 coats plus a top coat, but you can keep layering it for even more opacity:

.   in natural light  .

.   inside  .

.  Urban Outfitters' Dust  . 

I'm pleased with this polish and am excited to try Lollipop as well, which is even more interesting than Dust! These polishes were being sold at 2 for $8, so not bad for a cool polish. They're $6/each otherwise.

Do you wear nail polish? Do you not give a crap about it? What's your favorite brand/polish?

Vancouver Restaurant: Cactus Club Cafe

What: Cactus Club Cafe
Where: Along Sunset Beach in Vancouver

On Saturday night David and I made our way across the Burrard Bridge to walk along Sunset Beach.

We strolled along till we became a little hungry, then decided to stop at the Cactus Club Cafe, a beach-side restaurant with a nice looking patio. We opted to wait the approximately 25 minutes for a free table, and I'm glad we did.

Sitting on their heated patio (these patio heaters are one of my favorite things about the West Coast), I felt like we were in Miami (not that I've been there, hah!!) - beside a the beach but looking at city skyscrapers.

We decided to split an appetizer and ordered soups as our main courses. We also uncharacteristically ordered a couple of drinks - the "Cohiba" was both lemony and minty, with muddled blackberries and what the menu claimed was vodka... however neither one of us could taste any of the latter. For $8 each, they weren't the most expensive drink in the world, but a little steep for something that had next to no alcohol in it! They were definitely delicious anyway.

The chicken quesadilla that we split as an app had pesto and cranberries and was served with something like a Ranch dressing. It all tasted incredible and I'd definitely order it again (if we hadn't already vowed to never eat at the same place twice!).

For my main course I had a butternut squash soup that was served with an apple foam and was lightly dressed with a basil oil and topped with a seared scallop centerpiece. David had a won ton soup with jumbo prawn that he also seemed to enjoy. I am permanently compelled to order the butternut squash soup any time I see it on a menu, because I absolutely love it and don't come across it often enough when dining out. This version did not disappoint!

All in all, our meal eaten by the beach while watching the sun set was really wonderful. The patio also offered beautiful views of the ships that are parked out in the English Bay, which all light up in a sparkly display once it's dark outside.

Our walk to and from the restaurant totaled about 4.5 miles round trip (or 7.24 km, as I'll have to become used to figuring out!). I love taking walks after a meal - do you?

Welcome to Vancouver!

Today we have been in our new apartment in Canada for 1 week. We've unpacked and put 99% of everything away into its new place, and have begun the process of making this new apartment our actual home. Dave did the bulk of the unpacking while I worked 7-3pm Mon-Fri this past week - he is very good at putting a home together, and having moved 5 times in the last 4 years, he's had plenty of practice.

We love Vancouver so far, are very pleased with our apartment and are infatuated with our neighborhood. The apartment is more spacious than our place in Portland, with much newer appliances. It's completely carpeted which I actually kind of enjoy - my toes aren't as cold and I'm less inclined to put on a pair of slippers. There are tons of closets, perfect for all of our (read: David's) stuff (read: climbing/hiking gear). The closet in our bedroom is a walk-in, which I have already gotten way too used to. Spread out and hang all of my clothes in as many places as I feel like? Don't mind if I do.

Our apartment is barely 2 blocks from a beautiful beach, with an amazing view of the mountains and West Vancouver, as well as a nice skyline view of Vancouver's downtown. We have endless choices of restaurants of all types, and have vowed to try not to go to the same restaurant twice. Two years won't be nearly enough time to sample all of this food!

Last night we went to Ikea and Home Depot, both of which are basically mandatory trips to make within a week of moving anywhere. We picked up a few things for the house and a ton of plants to put out on our balcony:

We've gone on several beautiful walks since we've been here - walking over the Burrard Bridge a few times already to go over to the downtown area.

.  Burrard Bridge .

The entire city is very fitness-geared, with bike lines everywhere and tons of people walking/jogging/biking to and from work. I'll write more about that in a later blog.

There are so many amazing things to see here, and I can't wait to blog about it all!

doh!

well i moved to cape cod, so that's news. sweet house? check. beach just down the block? check. working from sweet home office with brand new macbook? check. friends? DOH!!!

yeah, oops, i forgot how to make new friends. i haven't had to do it since i think 6th grade, and i've just been cruising along ever since - sort of a snowball rolling down a hill just accumulating friends and acquaintances along the way. latching onto friends of friends and then claiming them as my own... it's been way too easy. so now i'm plucked from the bowels of boston (a timely metaphor, as i happen to be in boston today and it does indeed smell like hot shit) and plopped unceremoniously into this quaint little beach town.

within a couple days of my moving there, though, falmouth surprised me with titillating news stories about drug rings and shootings and buildings on fire. why, just this past weekend an 18-year-old drove his truck into the atlantic ocean. that story ended tragically for the driver, yes, but i can't fault the town for its ability to surprise a newly transplanted western-masser-turned-bostoner-turned-year-round-cape-codder like myself with its abundance of breaking wacky news.

here's an oldie but a goodie - "no no no" by destiny's child (a 98 classsssssssic):



peace oot
(that's canadian for "bye")

classics fo' dat ass

so every sunday night in boston, there is the most wonderful going-on. perhaps to make myself feel a little more special for taking part in it, i like to think of it is a well-kept secret that only a handful of others know about. this wonderful weekly soiree is better known around boston as the "backspin" - and you too can take part by tuning into jamn 94.5 from 8-10 on sunday nights. the host of said deliriously delightful program? spindarella. yes, THE spindarella of salt n' pepa fame.

side note: ummm if you dont know who spindarella is, you better a) ASK SOMEBODY and b) check her out in this retro S n' P vid:


ANYCRAP the backspin is the sweetest freaking 90s r&b and hip-hop show on the planet. it speaks directly to my soul - shut up i'm serious - and makes me soooooo happy. every song that comes on, i jump up and down in my passenger seat, hooting and hollering at david that "OH MY GOD THIS IS MY JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!" this past sunday was the best show i've heard in awhile, and it included one song in particular that really made my day. remember groove theory? well if you were alive in 1996 then yes, you do. well spindarella is obviously the bomb, but she made the mistake of playing the song "tell me" by groove theory and then stating, "you know, i love groove theory but this was their only song that came out." UM WRONGGGGGGG-O SPIN. ("spin" for short? or is it "spinda"? you decide.) surely you also remember "baby luv" as well! it didn't come out SO long after "tell me" that you shouldn't recollect it!

here are both, from me to you:





boooooooooya!
bailey

something creepy this way comes

ever have one of those shameful "female" moments where you scream and jump up on a chair with fright at the sight of a mouse or some similar rodent/icky thing?

sadly, i just had one of those moments myself. except it was no mouse. oh no. it was far worse. it was this:



TELL ME YOU WOULDN'T HAVE SCREAMED TOO.

dude, this thing is the scariest bug i think i have ever seen. and apparently it has a freaking family of other freak house centipedes breeding in the walls of my apartment. this is like the 5th or 6th one we've (read: I've) killed since we moved into our apartment in september.

yes, i did kill it. screamed first. but then i shepherded it into the (somewhat) trusty garbage disposal in the kitchen sink. UCK!

freaking creepy.

so as not to end on a note that feels as sinister as that bug looks, here's what i listened to today:



dont forget to reflect on it ;)

B$