Category Archives: Bashes

Jimmy Gets Older Every Year

I will be making a pork loin roll and some chicken liver mousse and some apple sauce.  Delicious!

Table-top games likely.

More information to follow.

Still need to get some groceries before the weekend but I have obtained most of what I need.  I’ll be preparing the mousse and the apple sauce a day ahead (on Friday) because it makes sense.  Let me if you would like to bring something or what you are bringing!

Brine (pork):  chicken stock, salt, pomegranate molasses, apple cider vinegar, bay leaves, white pepper, lemon.

Pork rolled and vacuum sealed.

Apple sauce is ready.

Mousse is prepared (cooked) and ready for whipping.

Well, that’s a pretty clean house.

Pork loin rolls are in the sous vide!

How about a little fire?!

Jimmy Gets Older Every Year
Jimmy Gets Older Every Year

Thanks, everybody!  I had a good birthday party.  I have a good collection of pals!

JamesIsIn

“Jimmy, don’t ever get old.” Saturday 18 March

“Jimmy, don’t ever get old.” So sayeth me grandmother.

Fun with Powder
Fun with Powder

I didn’t do an invite-all on this so let me know if anyone is feeling neglected. I’ll add them too!

It’s again my birthday. Let’s eat tacos!

Lamb tacos!

Zina is making tortillas! Would you like to participate in food or drink? Let me know.

I have prepared some food stuff:

Lamb tacos with:
Salsa
Vanilla-honey yogurt (also goat cheese available)
Cabbage
Onions and peppers

Black bean concoction

The salsa is a tomato-mango affair with mint in lieu of cilantro, because lamb. Not very spicy but the wimpiest will cry a little.

In case anyone is wondering: cake should be chocolate and fruitLESS.

“If you like animals, you’ll love lamb.”

“Jimmy, don’t ever get old.” Saturday 18 March
“Jimmy, don’t ever get old.” Saturday 18 March

Thanks, everyone! Really a great time.

Sous Vide Lamb Taco Night

JamesIsIn

March of the Birthday Penguins (or What’s with this Weather Anyway?)

Annual birthday celebrations for myself and Cecilie (and any other Marchies).

Pen
“Don’t be glum!”
PenGwen
PenGwen
PenBuds
“I thought you were bringing the vegetable platter?”
PenCake
Cake?
PenFam
“It’s a beautiful day for galoshes, kid.”
PenFriend
“Yo, dawg!”
“Ok, you can bring him but NOTHING gets broken or you both leave.”
PenGang
“Oh, there was an iceberg quartet, not lettuce of course.”
PenPal
“Stick with me.  This is going to be great.”
PenTeam
We’re getting ready.

I’m doing something with a pork loin.  It involves slow heat.  Turns out my oven seems to keep consistent down to about 125f.  We’ll see how I do.  Something something pomegranate.

You bringin’ sumpin?

Ok.  I split the loin lengthwise, poured in some pomegranate and cane molasses, dashed it with salt and smoked paprika, and trussed it up.  I’ll leave it like that in the fridge over night and put it in the oven around ten or eleven in the morning.  I’m guessing eight hours at 150f should be about right?

Folks are asking me about bringing things.  I am making pork loin (very slowly).  I have crackers and sliced cheese.  I have pistachios.  I have two growlers of beer and a bottle of prosecco.  Tom Shehan is bringing ice and Harry O is in charge of cake.  Oh, and Treasa is getting some pie.  I guess don’t bring any of those things.  Bring something different.  Or just bring yourself.

I realize I haven’t been my usual enthusiastic intrusive self about my upcoming birthday party.  I apologize.  Come and I’ll talk about how awesome it will be.

This little piggie is in the oven.  Brought his friends (dried and crushed mushrooms) for company.  And a bunch of wine.  For swimming.  The mushrooms are swimming.  Not the pig.  Otherwise I would have started this with “this little piggie went swimming”.  The pig is more like the lifeguard.  A lifeguard fascinated by watching his mushroom friends drown in wine.  Pigs make real dick lifeguards.

March of the Birthday Penguins (or What’s with this Weather Anyway?)

Fun party, everyone. Thanks to all who came and to those who brought food and presents. The cake was terrific. Can’t wait to play this new game and use my salt brick. More good times ahead.

 

JamesIsIn

A Few Beer Nerds Gather to Sip and Sup

More later.

Do tell what you are bringing so we can start drooling early.

Danger
Danger

I created this event for Tom and I to coordinate our beer drinking this coming weekend.  We will invite a couple more humans and settle on an exact time and date shortly.

Did you let go of your balloon?
Did you let go of your balloon?

Seriously, where did I get a bottle of this?

I have a bottle of this as well.

Looks like we should have good (read:  good for Seattle) weather here at Peavine Alley.  Grilling is a solid and I have a bunch of sausages.  Don’t anyone else bring sausages; we don’t want this to turn into a sausage fest.  Looking forward to seeing you all.  Fun times are ahead.

Yay for today!

Pre-Peavine Alley
Pre-Peavine Alley

A Few Beer Nerds Gather to Sip and Sup

What a great evening.  Thank you all for making it so.  You are all my number ones.

Jackson Reinhardt’s action name is Ozone Turbo Kelly!

The non-human elements which gathered like so much rabble.

Beers!
Beers!
JamesIsIn

Gala Adventurous Grandannual Birthday Shindig (No Shovels Required)

Bring your favorite potluck item (if that’s in your skill-set).

Rules for the party:

1. Be cool.
2. Don’t let Jackson Reinhardt (aka the cat) leave the house.
3. Have fun.
4. Do not put frilly underthings on your skull.
5. Eat (potluck, duh).
6. Remember:  PrinCecilie Wilhelm is mostly correct.

Probably something about cake.  Or ice cream.  Jackson Reinhardt FUCKING LOVES ice cream.

I’m thinking making a pork roll with hazelnuts and marmalade or something.  Rice beneath it.  I don’t know. Something like that.

Ah, what a birthday month it’s been thus far.  So tired… Anyway, Friday is swift approaching and there were questions.  Well, one that’s really important:  Should I bring an instrument?  I have never held any prohibitions against musical instruments.  Bring it!  That is all.

I’m heading out to get a pork loin.  Then I have to cut it into a roll.  Should be interesting. (Thanks to Elizabeth Klein for the instructionals.)

Less than 24 hours.  Do you know where your roasting pan is?

Cutting a pork loin into a flat roll shape is not as easy as they make it look in those videos, Elizabeth Klein.  They fucking lied to us!  Now, where’s that meat hammer? …

Rolls rolled after some initial thinness troubles.  Thank you, meat hammer.  New band name?

Rolling Pork
Rolling Pork

Another question I’ve been getting is about this potluck thing.  If you can’t bring food (whatever the reason:  time, skills, moral objections), that’s fine.  Can you bring beer or wine?  Sure.  Welcome additions.  Can you just show up and eat the food?  Sure.  See rule number five.

Rules for the party:

1. Be cool.
2. Don’t let Jackson Reinhardt (aka the cat) leave the house.
3. Have fun.
4. Do not put frilly underthings on your skull.
5. Eat (potluck, duh).
6. Remember: PrinCecilie Wilhelm is mostly correct.

Rolls rolled after some initial thinness troubles.  Thank you, meat hammer.  New band name?

A maze ing.

Rolled Pork
Rolled Pork

Gala Adventurous Grandannual Birthday Shindig (No Shovels Required)

Thanks to all who came and to those who made it only in spirit (Dan Glasser gets credit on both accounts by sending half his genetic material).  Nothing broken and little spilled (just that mishap when Cassandra Braget was showing me how to deflect a beer-attacker like a ninja).  We love you all and it was great to see everyone celebrating our birthdays.

JamesIsIn

JC & CW Have a Birthday Party and Invite Some Friends

As you may know several years ago Cecilie and I were caught in an accidental burst of plasma radiation which (shockingly) did not kill us but rather reversed our biological clocks and gave us super powers.  If I’ve done the math correctly we will be, this year, in our mid-twenties.  And we can shoot lasers from our eyes.

If you come to our party we will laser etch your name into a grain of rice for you.

Bring some stuff but I will probably have some stuff too.  Like I will probably have a little beer and some popcorn in my mondo-fucking popcorn machine.  I’ll probably have some other stuff too, but leave comments if you are curious about bringing anything.

And no, Harry, you cannot bring your dancing bear.  That didn’t work out well last time and it took forever to get all the honey out of the acoustic ceiling tiles.

JC & CW Have a Birthday Party and Invite Some Friends

Oh, man; I’m excited.  I’m so excited I took tomorrow off so I can pre-recuperate (it’s real so there).

Here are some things I know are coming:

Cake (couple different)
Beer (2 growlers from Georgetown, one from Chuck’s)
Cured meat (selection)
Cheese (selection)
Strawberries
Chips (one bag)
Crackers or Bread (Harry?)

My apologies if I have disremembered your contribution.  Comments are for amending and correcting.

I’m stuffed.  Who needs cake?

Did anyone lose a grey button?  It’s about the size of a dime and seems to have come from a jacket (rather than a shirt).

Man, that was fun.  Thanks to everyone for coming and thanks for bringing new friends.

JamesIsIn

Annual Birthday Bash March Baby, Beeyatch

So my brother (the greatest chef ever) is going to bring some Irish themed food (think corned beef and cabbage).  Just a little of what’s coming to tempt you.  So tempting!  Be tempted!

Look, it’s an Irish holiday by happenstance and I have Irish on both sides of my family.  Come toast a faux-alcoholic and real Irishman on this holiday rather than toasting a real alcoholic and faux-Irishman!

And we have a Princess.  Top that.

Anyway, there will probably be some sort of cake.  The Princess is still yammering on about the mythical Italian Cream Cake, but we shall see what finds its way to the dessert tray.

What else?

If you want to bring something, let us know.  I have some vodka and some rum.  Mmmm… breakfast of champions.

A friend asked me if ANY corned beef and cabbage was worth eating.  I say it loud:  if there is one worth eating it’s the one my brother makes!

Annual Birthday Bash March Baby, Beeyatch

The cabbage was falling off the bone and the corned beef was succulent.  Excellent sauces.  And the CAKE!

Thanks everyone and for everything.  It was a great party for our birthdays.

JamesIsIn

One Year Seattle Woo Hoo

This is the celebration you’ve been waiting for if you’ve been waiting either for a reason in January to celebrate something or you’ve been thinking “Cecilie’s been living in Seattle for a year now”.

Get out your party shoes and dust off your feather boa.

I’ll post information about food and drink as it becomes available.

Just in case anyone is worrying about snow (and who doesn’t from time to time), I checked the National Weather Service and the snow will return to our wonderful rain by Wednesday and the weekend will be just our usual array of wet.  Except in our house.  In our house it will be warm and dry.

Based on the responses thus far, this is looking like a pretty mellow intimate gathering.  Let me know your thoughts.

Ok, so looks like casual and mellow are the watchwords for Saturday.  I will make some pasta sauces and pasta in case anyone is hungry.  If you’d like to bring something bread, cheese, or wine all sound good.  Call me if you have questions (my phone number is on my Info page).

I have prepared (or am preparing, depending upon your perspective) two meatless pasta sauces for your noshing.  If you don’t do wheat based pasta you may want to bring something to boil.  Semolina!  Anyway, let me know if you have questions; my phone is still on my Info page.

Ok.  The sauces have been transferred into warmers for tonight (and why not let them simmer some more in the mean time?).  Cecilie and I are looking forward to seeing those who can make it after this debilitating weather we’ve been having.  All the roads and alleys are clear around here.

Feet, up!  Let the games begin.

One Year Seattle Woo Hoo

Thanks to all who came, thanks for the interesting beers, and thanks Stanislaw for playing us a couple tunes.

JamesIsIn

Multi-Birthday Bash

Some parties are just for the Princess; this one is not.  I get a small corner in the yard where I get to have some fun.

Please come join me in my little corner of the yard at some point during your visit to give her Highness her certainly well deserved birthday wishes.

I will accept gifts but she only wants some weird southern pastry thing called an Italian Cream Cake, which by the way is NOT Italian.

The royal schedule is Family Time from six until nine and then Adult Time after nine.  Adults are welcome during Family Time but they must act like children.  Children are welcome during Adult Time but they must remain tethered at all times, preferably to their own goat.

There was intended to be a theme.  Our negotiations fell apart and no one was able to either behead the other theme proposers (There can be only one!) or arise victorious in the negotiations so we permit you to make up your own theme and run with that as far as your little feet can take you.

I will be enjoying my Obscure 70’s Music theme.  Cecilie will be enjoying her But Doctor I’m the Princess theme.

Thank you for reading this far; I appreciate your endurance.  We are looking forward to seeing each of you.

Sangria, cheese, crackers, chips, dip, salsa, fruit, vegetables.  Man, we gots yer nibbles covered.

Multi-Birthday Bash

JamesIsIn