Last Night, Blue Moon. Tonight, Kahlua on the Rocks

Self loves Kahlua.  Ever since the mom of one of son’s friends gave self a big bottle for Christmas.  She tried it with coffee, she tried it with milk, she tried it on the rocks — every which way tasted good.

It is the Friday before Labor Day, which must be why, at last night’s San Carlos Farmers Market, it took her 20 minutes to find a parking space.  And today, at Marina Mart, same story.  Grrrr!

Now, self is at home.  Now, she can relax.  For some reason, she has something called the “Kahlua Recipe Book.”  It’s just a little pamphlet, very old (Self has no idea how this thing came into her possession).  Leafing through the various recipes, she sees:

  • Kahlua Black Russian (involves vodka, of course:  Speaking of which, The Man has a humongous bottle of Ketel One just sitting there on the kitchen counter, next to the microwave.  Must be lonely.  Self must remember to keep it company)
  • Kahlua Aggravation (Kahlua and Scotch:  Speaking of which, self mailed, from Edinburgh, two bottles of whiskey.  Each bottle was about a hundred dollars.  Don’t ask about the mailing!  Suffice it to say that the shipper in Edinburgh was so efficient, he even e-mailed self just to let her know that the whiskey had made it through customs, without being taxed!  She got this e-mail while she was in Bonnyrigg Library.  She nearly did a jig right there)
  • Kahlua & Schnapps (Self has no Schnapps)
  • Kahlua Brave Bull (Kahlua and Tequila:  The Man does have about 1/4 glass of Hornitos Tequila left, he’d probably notice if that went missing)
  • Kahlua Peanut Butter Fizz (Mix together in blender:  3 oz. milk with 1 1/2 oz. Kahlua, 1 scoop vanilla ice cream, 1 Tbsp. creamy peanut butter, and club soda.  Hmmm, this sounds very like a Coke Float, only with peanut butter.  Me like!)

There are also recipes for:

  • Kahlua Stir-Fry Chicken
  • Kahlua Paradise Chicken
  • Kahlua Cornish Game Hens
  • Kahlua Picadillo Filling
  • Kahlua Baked Sole
  • Kahlua Chicken & Ribs
  • Kahlua Caramel Popcorn
  • Kahlua Fantasy Chocolate Cheesecake
  • Kahlua Fudge Brownies
  • Kahlua Flan

Help!  Help!  Self is getting miiiighty hungry!

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

Blue Moon, Last Thursday of August (2012)

Tonight, there is what scientists (or someone on the web, anyway) refers to as a “Blue Moon.”

Since The Man is an Engineer, and not just any Engineer, an Engineer from Stan-fuhd, she asked him to explain.

“It’s a full moon,” quoth he.

“But it was a full moon last night.  What makes tonight’s moon BLUE?”

“Because last night’s wasn’t a real full moon.”


“Because there’s another full moon coming.”

What?  This conversation made no sense.

Anyhoo, here’s a picture of what self saw from her backyard, just before 11 p.m.:

This is supposedly a “Blue Moon.” Why isn’t it Blue?

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

New in Crime, NYTBR 19 August 2012

You see how self has caught up with her “pile of stuff,” dear blog readers?  She’s now only two weeks behind in her reading of the NYTBR.

Most of the 19 August 2012 issue is boring stuff (like Martin Amis’ new novel, which is about a lout, what else is new).  But self takes heart from the fact that Marilyn Stasio reviews a new thriller by Norwegian crime writer Karin Fossum.

Last year, or was it two years ago, self’s life seems on such a hectic trajectory lately that she loses track, she read Fossum’s The Indian Bride and was transfixed (to know just how transfixed, read self’s review of same).

Fossum’s new book is about a creepy teen-age sadist who thinks of ever more inventive and dangerous ways to torture other children.  Oyy, self knows that sounds exceedingly dark.  But you should see what Stasio has to say about Fossum’s other thrillers:  The Water’s Edge is about “a sympathetic pedophile” (!!) and When the Devil Holds the Candle is about monstrous “old people.”

Another mystery Stasio reviews is Michael Koryta’s The Prophet, and although self is irritated by the fact that the book has the same title as the other book by Khalil Gibran, she wants to read Koryta’s because it is “about two estranged brothers,” one of whom is “a practiced bail bondsman but an inept private investigator” who “unintentionally delivered” a teenage girl “into the hands of her homicidal stalker.”  Yikes!  Dark to the nth power!  Just self’s cup of tea.

(Of further interest in this NYTBR is a review of a book that sounds like “Hurt Locker” circa London 1940:  The Long Walk: A Story of War and the Life That Follows, by Brian Castner.  And a slashing attack by a male reviewer of a young, female writer, an attack that lays her out, a killing blow.  Self will leave reviewer and reviewed un-named.  Suffice it to say, the publisher will not be long in responding, self is sure)

Stay tuned, dear blog readers.  Stay tuned.

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