Friday, December 02, 2011

so smug

Ok, jerks, I get a ton of comments and now you leave me hanging.  I see how it is. J.K.

Argh, so you all know about all the crap there is to do this weekend, right?  A lot of crap, and some GOLD, namely the MidMo holiday partay.  Tim Matranga (or is is MANtranga) is DJing.  Who knew?  Not me, I just found out, but that's great.  Makes it a real party.  Don't forget a toy.  I am going to shop local and get a toy at Alphabet Moon.  Look how smug I am.  So smug.
This really weird place opened in downtown Davis, called Fish Is Wild. No wait, it's called Fish's Wild? That's awkward.  For less than ten bucks, I got a whole, beautifully grilled trout dressed with my choice of seasoning (I picked house = ginger), and brown rice and steamed vegetables.  Not bad at all.  But not wild.  Also, this trout is probably farmed, and the salmon certainly is.  Fish's Farmed doesn't sound as good, I guess.

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

I saw someone make pickled trout on teevee the other day. I want that! I am sure you can get it like crazy in Scandinavia.

I am buying my toys in Old Sac, i think. Did you see on the MidMo blog that gift certificates are requested for older children? Who doesn't love an Evangaline's gift certificate?

Speaking of MidMo, did you see the BAR shoutout in Appetizers?

Also, The Replacements movie at MOBS on Sunday at 7, not 7:30. Maybe frontload at my place?

I only comment sporadically, so I really want to make it worthwhile with a lot of points.

gbomb

Anonymous said...

That Replacements movie looks somewhat wack. As in, there's no Replacements music in it. I don't care what the dude in the Decembrists thinks of them. You know what I hate - when people call them the Mats. I'll make an exception for Maxwell.

-miller

Anonymous said...

But you do care what Al Franken thinks about them, right?

gbomb

Anonymous said...

Mostly curious what George Wendt has to say.

-miller

Anonymous said...

There is an amazing story involving Little Richard and George Wendt playing a show together in the 1950's. It's a little too blue to tell here, but the punchline is, "He came...and he Wendt!"

-Anonymous Local Georgia Peach-ologist

Anonymous said...

Are you baiting me? You know that I am obligated to tell (again) about the time I met George Wendt at Old I.

gbomb

Caroline said...

tell, tell!

Anonymous said...

The year was 1992, the setting: the Moe Betterman Show....

-miller

beckler said...

Rhat Moe Betterman Show really got some top notch guests. I often hurt myself laughing whilst I tried to go to sleep in my filthy futon that was placed directly over the ceiling of the stage. I never wanted it to end, not even when I had to get up early for my job at New Helvetia the next day.

Anonymous said...

All I remember from the one time I went to the Moe Betterman Show was that he did a segment where he read from the Weekly World News. He was like "Bat Boy - what's up with that?!?!"

-miller

beckler said...

oops, I meant "That Moe" not "Rhat Moe" of course

Anonymous said...

"Girl can't even edit her own comment on her own blog! What's up with that?!?!"

-Moe Betterman

Anonymous said...

Oh, I think you meant "Rhat Moe" all right.

-omf

Liv Moe said...

what's all this about a Moe????